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@RumikoOhara That one's in like five months.
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I beg to differ. youtu.be/kO0amkJnARQ

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I'm willing to work with you as GM, yeah, and do research as needed. I don't know how well he'd fit, but I just had the idea of porting an old sorceror character for this. But I understand if you'd prefer only characters who were made specifically for the RP at hand.
I never did read the books, but this does sound fun. Color me curious for now, though if you'd rather people who know the series, I understand.
@Fish of Oblivion Pendulum Z, you have betrayed us. Bandai, you have forsaken us.
In other news, I finally have my own laptop again. And it's decent.
What are you sorry for Ob?
Baby, In-Training, and Rookie. Some name-changes though, but it didn't scan in cause it was light. Togarimon might be changed to Caravamon (shrews gather and transverse their young in groups called caravans), Gastomon is renamed to Blarimon, after the Blarina brevicauda ( northern short tailed shrew). Shrewmon is still Shrewmon, but his attack name changed to Kickbox Beatdown instead of Box Down.

The longer the youths stood in the forest clearing, the more apparent it would become that this was far from a normal place. The sky looked like a mat painting with tiny black flecks stuck in it, stretching to the horizon. Those heading towards the trees could notice a few odd things. Firstly, what appeared to be a plastic molding was set around the base of each tree, and on further inspection, the angles of the branches all seemed identical, as if all the trees were the same, just rotated slightly.
Another strange feature, though hidden in the underbrush, were oversized, loose cables lying on the ground, capped with colorful ends, making them look like giant AV cables that came from nowhere nearby. Something that those entering the woods, and moving away from the voices of the others, would notice soon enough was the strange silence. Despite being a deep forest, there was neither the sound of birds, nor running water, nor the rustling of creatures in the leaves, or even the buzzing of insects.
Well, I started by considering mixing Langstrom with someone, but couldn't think of anyone to mix them with. I was also thinking of Laura Kinney, Jane Foster, Silk, Bluebird, Cass Caine, and Jess Cruz as options, but I don't know how well I could pull them off, and certain combinations lead to catastrophic meltdowns.
She didn't quite know what she was expecting, but it probably wasn't this. Biance was practically swarmed by the majority of the group. Well, it'd be more apt to say that she was being addressed by a few more people at once than she had wanted. No matter, she would deal. She rolled her eyes and extended her hand in a dismissive manner, choosing now to address each individual one at a time.
The boy in glasses was the first to be addressed, "Listen sweetie," she began, her voice dripping with a false saccharin tone, "First off; what I do with my head is my business. I doubt you have enough money to change my mind. More importantly- I have... no idea what you're talking about space cadet. But thanks for the weather report, captain obvious," she continued, her tone gathering more sarcasm as she went.
Biance then turned to the blonde girl who seemed to be speaking English. She gave a bemused smile with half-lidded eyes, and reached out with her hand, curling her index finger and bringing it just below the other girl's chin.
"You don't get out much, do you?" Biance more stated than asked, "Do yourself a favor and hang back- let me handle things, okay?"
Her final remark would have sounded kind, were it not smeared with a coating of derision. She passed her eyes over the scene once more, and promptly did a double-take in shock. This was probably the weirdest thing yet. One of the other girls, just... standing there in stark silence, looked eerily similar to Biance herself. Their eyes were almost the exact same color, as was her hair, which was styled in a way that she could easily pull off. But what was most chilling was the difference in posture. It was like looking in a warped, frosted mirror. Despite being almost the same age, she looked drained to an extent that made her look almost dead of old age, completely devoid of vitality. It almost froze Biance's heart solid in fear.
She was snapped out of her stupor when she noticed the girl with the fashionable red jacket walking away. Her instincts kicked in as she lashed out verbally.
"Fine, get yourself lost- more lost. Less work for me to do," she called out, waving in half-hearted salutation, before taking a quarter turn away from the crowd, and letting out an exasperated sigh with her hand in her face.
I'm interested, but I'm having trouble coming up with ideas. Or at least, choosing which one to go with.
@Loony That's my bad, sorry. Writing wise, no problems. It hits a little close to home but I can deal.
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