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6 yrs ago
Current I WANT TO PLAY SHIN SAKURA TAISEN
6 yrs ago
Today's the first time in a long time that I've felt empty. Not even sad or tired, just empty. This quarantine is getting to me more than I thought.
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6 yrs ago
@Jessica Bunny: You live in America! College is optional (and expensive) and around you is opportunity. I believe you can make it!
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6 yrs ago
Magical Girl RP, Original World: roleplayerguild.com/topics/…
6 yrs ago
Oh shit, I've been surrounded! The room is ripe with the scent of bitches!
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Accepted, however don't expect the gun to do anything magic around here :D
Yeah, that's sounds about good. Really, anything to keep this RP running :D
At least that would mean I could say I fought till I couldn't continue... Janos noticed that his hands were shaking, but he was slightly calming down already - not fully so, but at least he wasn't foaming at the mouth and other such things. "If I intend on continuing this fight - as foolish as it is at this point - would you at least give me the honor of attacking you one more time before taking me down?" His voice was strained, his leg hurt, his side ached and his concentration was nearly broken - though the knives stayed a bit more corporeal already. "I'm down to my trump card here, so how about it?" Janos actually smiled - that little voice in the back of his head told him that he had done enough, he had managed to fight an 8 ranker this far. "I need to visit the infirmary anyways after this..."
Hansel smiled. That was more like it. "Then come at me," he said, gesturing forward with his free hand. "In return, I shall respond with my own trump card; I feel it is only fair you get to see at least some of my magic after fighting for this long."
Solomon trembled as he listened to the Wizard speak. Pain . . . he was not used to pain or hardship. Doubts began to form in his head. What if this isn't worth it? He thought this and was about to look behind him when an image flashed in his eyes. An image of a girl with green eyes so full of knowledge and power, they felt like they pierced straight through you and looked into your soul. Her image, embedded so deeply into his mind, of her looking so magnificent and proud. He remembered wanting so badly to understand that greatness. Glaring and seething with anger at himself for even daring to hesitate, Solomon clenched his fists and practically slammed his foot into the magic circle. "Throw me anything! Pain, suffering, loneliness, it doesn't matter!" he declared, for himself and others to hear. "Let all of that and more come, you will never shake my resolve!" "Hear my words! Solomon Roan Laes will become a Wizard among Wizards, no matter how long it takes, no matter how hard the course! This I swear on the damnation of my everlasting soul!"
Kanat
Kanat's head spun. This girl was talking and doing things and she couldn't keep up and she was so close what was that person doing behind them doing what a weird dance and shouting and lights and so many people and the ceiling was spinning-! "Awawuuuuh?" moaned Kanat as she struggled to regain her mental bearings. She shook her head and smiled weakly at Victoria. "U-urhg, n-no, it's fine really! You're not bothering me, I'm just a bit tired, that's all." "It's fine," she repeated. Mentally she sighed. I'll just have to get brother later . . . She gave another, steadier smile to Victoria. "Now, what was that about cake?"
David waved an the newcomer. "Hey, nice to see ya, new guy. Welcome to the Camp." Well, I guess that means more people could be coming soon . . .
Hansel nodded and pointed towards a wide flat building with two floors to the north. It was close by and even walking wouldn't take long. "Hurry then," he said, not taking his eyes of Janos. "He appears to want to continue." He was honestly a little disappointed in how they treated the fight. Did they not have more faith in an 8th Ranker? You can't reach this position through power alone; it was not just a rank, it was also a title, a title that meant you've got intelligence, control, power and maturity that befits the rank. They were as much in charge of watching over duels as the instructors, and moreover, duels that involved themselves carried very little risk under normal circumstances. "I will give you this last chance to surrender before I incapacitate you and end this match," said Hansel blandly. "You are clearly no longer in fighting condition, whereas I haven't even needed to use magic once this whole fight. Surrender, and you won't have to wake up in the infirmary with a pounding headache."
Edited for me as well :D
Hansel stopped and relaxed."Practice. I don't know if you've noticed, but you're the only students that haven't cleared out by the time we started dueling. Honestly, you're questioning us on what we're doing when you're the one that decided to stay in the middle of a fight between us? Oh, I'm not blaming you, however, this is a fairly common practice and is what this school is primarily made to teach - we are part military institution after all - and, well, a little common sense would be appreciated . . ." He shrugged as he finished his explanation. He said all that he wanted to say because he wanted to continue with the duel as fast as he could. "There are also healing areas here. Wounds are painful, but as long as it isn't an instant death, you'll be fine."
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