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Checking in, gonna try and post tomorrow, i'm really sorry for the somewhat absence D: it's just life is like, y'know, doing the life thing and it's a bother.
Checking in, gonna try and post tomorrow.
redPANDA said
My hair looking pretty Merida-like!This a picture yo
gorgeous gorgeous gorgeous face and hair
Renose said
You could respond to what sezir's character said.
I meant irl :(
I'm trying to find the opportunity to post.
I'm trying to find the time to get a post up
Sorry for the small absence!
Nooooooo, my partner in Dark Guild crime.
Kasus sat on the floor, crossing his legs as he pondered what the group could do next. It took a few minutes, but he recalled months ago when a pilot had approached his shop and asked Fargo if he was selling any Gummi Ship parts. Kasus eavesdropped on the conversation, and the pilot had talked about some industrial world by the name of Quark, where the pilot had come from. It was the only thing he could think of, but considering the situation, it was at least somewhere to start.
"I once met a pilot who said he was from a world called Quark." Kasus said aloud, breaking the silence in the room. "He said it was some kind of industrial world, and that's where a majority of Gummi Ships are coming from nowadays. I'm pretty sure they'd have what we're lookin' for, and even if they didn't, someones bound to point us in the right direction."
Excitement overcame Kasus as he realized he had yet to visit another world, that would be the first step in the adventure he had been craving so long. He wondered how many worlds the others had been to. It wouldn't hurt to ask, they may even end up getting to know eachother. Being thrown together in a shape and called outlaws can really make you forget you're surrounded by strangers. "I've never been to another world before, so this is pretty exciting to me.[b]" Kasus declared. [b]"How many worlds have you guys been to? I feel like I could explore 100 in a day.
"I once met a pilot who said he was from a world called Quark." Kasus said aloud, breaking the silence in the room. "He said it was some kind of industrial world, and that's where a majority of Gummi Ships are coming from nowadays. I'm pretty sure they'd have what we're lookin' for, and even if they didn't, someones bound to point us in the right direction."
Excitement overcame Kasus as he realized he had yet to visit another world, that would be the first step in the adventure he had been craving so long. He wondered how many worlds the others had been to. It wouldn't hurt to ask, they may even end up getting to know eachother. Being thrown together in a shape and called outlaws can really make you forget you're surrounded by strangers. "I've never been to another world before, so this is pretty exciting to me.[b]" Kasus declared. [b]"How many worlds have you guys been to? I feel like I could explore 100 in a day.
"I'm in!" Measha heard as he sprinted towards the right hallway. The voice seemed to be coming from the alchemist he had seen at the Guild Hall earlier, the one that jumped behind the counter and oddly took the initiative to help out Beatrix. That kind of behavior was admirable to Measha, there's absolutely nothing wrong with wanting to help! "Sam, was it?" He thought to himself as the two were approaching eachother, both sprinting in opposite directions. His hand extended out and seemed to be holding a red vial. He recalled back at the Guild when Sam had cooked up several healing potions, this must be one of them, and would certainly come in handy. Measha grabbed the vial as the two crossed paths. "For Emergencies! Hope you won't need it!" Sam shouted towards him before leaping forward and speeding off with a spear in hand. Measha lifted the vial into the air with a smile as he continued onward. "Thanks!"
As he sprinted down the right hallway, Measha braced himself for any attacks or traps the building may have in store. He entered the room, but to his surprise it was completely empty and felt somewhat dark. Much too empty for his liking. "Hmph" He said aloud as he cautiously walked through the room, and was about to let his guard down to analyze the area when suddenly a coffin rose from the ground several feet in front of him. Measha took his signature Kenomoeru fighting stance and watched very closely as the coffin unwrapped and formed around a very pale and somewhat sad looking man. "O-Oh... Are you the ones I am meant to be fighting? How depressing... I so hate to fight you know?.... Did you want to just give up now? It would be so helpful and no one would get hurt right?"
Measha slowly stood up straight as it appeared the man wasn't an immediate threat. His proposition was actually tempting, any scenario that results in nobody getting hurt is a good one in Measha's book, but he knew it wasn't going to be that easy, and many people had already gotten hurt. "Sadly, giving up isn't an option for me right now" Measha spoke blankly, and gave off a serious attitude even though his entire body was bursting with excitement. "Your friends tried to hurt my friends. You're a threat to my new family, so we're gonna have to fight." Measha laughed, and began scratching the back of his head with a smile. "It's kind of ironic.To keep my new friends from getting hurt, I have to hurt you guys." As ironic as the situation may be, Measha knew he wasn't leaving the room without a fight. He took his Kenomoeru fighting stance once more. "You look strong, but it's my purpose in life to be stronger than those that threaten my friends and family." Fire now began to surround Measha's hands and feet, he was completely focused on the pale man and prepared himself for what was going to happen next.
"We're going to fight now, Mummy Boy. Prepare Yourself."
As he sprinted down the right hallway, Measha braced himself for any attacks or traps the building may have in store. He entered the room, but to his surprise it was completely empty and felt somewhat dark. Much too empty for his liking. "Hmph" He said aloud as he cautiously walked through the room, and was about to let his guard down to analyze the area when suddenly a coffin rose from the ground several feet in front of him. Measha took his signature Kenomoeru fighting stance and watched very closely as the coffin unwrapped and formed around a very pale and somewhat sad looking man. "O-Oh... Are you the ones I am meant to be fighting? How depressing... I so hate to fight you know?.... Did you want to just give up now? It would be so helpful and no one would get hurt right?"
Measha slowly stood up straight as it appeared the man wasn't an immediate threat. His proposition was actually tempting, any scenario that results in nobody getting hurt is a good one in Measha's book, but he knew it wasn't going to be that easy, and many people had already gotten hurt. "Sadly, giving up isn't an option for me right now" Measha spoke blankly, and gave off a serious attitude even though his entire body was bursting with excitement. "Your friends tried to hurt my friends. You're a threat to my new family, so we're gonna have to fight." Measha laughed, and began scratching the back of his head with a smile. "It's kind of ironic.To keep my new friends from getting hurt, I have to hurt you guys." As ironic as the situation may be, Measha knew he wasn't leaving the room without a fight. He took his Kenomoeru fighting stance once more. "You look strong, but it's my purpose in life to be stronger than those that threaten my friends and family." Fire now began to surround Measha's hands and feet, he was completely focused on the pale man and prepared himself for what was going to happen next.
"We're going to fight now, Mummy Boy. Prepare Yourself."
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