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13 hrs ago
Current starting the new year off right by having exactly 9,000 songs in my music library. [please ignore how late this status is. also i've gone up to like 9,300 now. i am insatiable.]
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3 mos ago
music update: i've surpassed 7,000 songs. there is no escape from the music. help me.
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3 mos ago
i love being able to fit all my weeb music on my phone now. i'm nearing the 6,000 song mark and i've still got around 40GB left of space. fuck yeah.
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6 mos ago
youtube.com/watch?v=G4HK7Kg… <- cool song (alexithymia - a_hisa)
10 mos ago
so meine meinung is possibly the greatest band to ever exist. if you like really chill japanese indie pop at least.

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18-year-old female resident of the Great American Wasteland (Arizona). Steadily drowning in college courses and anxiety. Big Giant Nerd™.

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In Mote 5 hrs ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay
Ooh, this looks pretty cool! As is the standard for one of Mokley's RPs. ;) At the moment I should really be going to bed, but I'll read up on stuff and see if I can't come up with a character for this. I've got a motivation already, so that's something!
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Given that there weren't any monsters around, Tiferet took a moment to appreciate the scenery. She said in a voice that was just barely not a whisper, "I gotta say, I like the way this place is put together. Very 'dungeon gothic.'" She took a couple steps towards a nearby channel filled with an odd blue liquid, footsteps, soft as they were, still managing to echo out over the quiet chamber. Tiferet took a gander at the stuff. "Pff. With our luck, this is gonna be radioactive monster jizz or something." At a glance, it seemed like she was still holding up fairly well. But the slight tremor to her voice, and the fact that she whispered all of her jokes, indicated that she was rather more nervous than it seemed.

Tiferet carefully walked forwards another couple steps, brushing a dangling chain out of the way as she checked around the room. Voice still at a whisper, she returned to the group and said, "Alright everyone. Looks like we've got three options: left, right, and forwards. Which one do y'all think we should take?"
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As the moderator's voice faded away, replaced with a dead silence, Tiferet felt almost light-headed with disbelief. There's no way. It's gotta be a Halloween event, like I said. There's no way that we'd actually... get trapped in the game. Right? She could hear her own nervous laughter in her head, even though her vocal cords had been stunned into quiet. Surely this is some sorta sick prank, or a part of the dungeon, or something. Yeah... it's gotta be. God knows the alternative is even worse.

Suddenly her joke about being trapped in Pariah didn't seem very funny anymore.

Landon's loud declaration and subsequent wiring of a massive amount of bombs brought Tiferet out of her reverie, and she quickly turned around and followed him over to the gate, eager to see if his plan would work.

It did not.

Tiferet felt a surge of panic well up from her throat, but she forced it back down. Not the time. Get outta here first, and if it's true, panic later. She also noticed Graves breaking character, which was quite a notable event. Normally the surly tank kept up his persona like it was a mask that had been welded to his face. Though in the face of what had just happened, Tiferet supposed it was fair enough that he did. God knows any kind of anti-social shit could mean the end of us all down here.

Graves' little speech, such as it was, painted a pretty good picture of their options at the moment; set up camp, or complete the dungeon. Completing the dungeon seemed like the best option, but Elian brought up a good point: no matter what they did, they'd have to fight some monsters.

Tiferet's vocal cords started moving before her brain could catch up, so it didn't have much input in what she said next, instead leaving it to the heart, which made it sound shaky and unsure. "I mean, we'd end up fighting monsters anyway, but if we complete the dungeon, we'd be able to get back to town and stay in the clear until we can be logged out. And besides, setting up camp in a dungeon where monsters have previously burst out of the ground just screams bad idea to me." She spoke up a bit more loudly. "I know we're all scared right now, being in a dungeon at what is possibly the worst time to be in one. And a new one, at that, one where the normal rules don't seem to apply. But we have to get out of here. God knows how long the mods will take to log us all out, and I for one don't feel like getting ambushed again." Tiferet took a deep breath, then continued, voice a bit stronger now. "We don't have to be heroes right now. We just have to get out of here alive."

She exhaled and turned to Elian, smiling gently. "You, on the other hand, have been a hero from the very start." She placed a hand on the other woman's shoulder in a comforting gesture. "How many people can put up with healing so much that they make it their profession? Not many, that's for sure. And I promise, Elly, you're one of the best I've ever seen. I know you can get us through this. And if you need it, I can do some healing too. Death-obsessed I may be, but I'm not eager for any of us to see if the developers really did program an afterlife, haha." She dropped her hand, hoping that her little pep talk - to Elian and to the party in general - had been enough.
They were last seen 10 days ago, according to RPG. Have they gone on vacation or something and forgotten to tell us?
It's been quite a while since I've read anything Skulduggery Pleasant-related, but I remember enough of it to be intrigued by this. You've got my interest!
This is an interesting one. What's it about?
With a lack of anything to really do, Allie just kinda sat on the sidelines for a bit, watching the other students interact. The two guys with the Shinx and the Growlithe seemed to be getting along well together, though there was a bit of defensiveness from one side initially. The two other girls seemed like they were hitting it off as well. Allie pouted a bit. How was she gonna make friends if everyone was already paired off with each other?

At that point, she noticed a boy standing near the back of the group with a Machop, holding some very heavy-looking bags which he'd occasionally swap with his Pokemon. He also looked kinda lost. Perfect! Allie approached him confidently, Rosetta at her heels.

"Hi! Um, I noticed that you looked kinda lost. Are you new to Alola? I didn't see you come off the ship, though... Did you just move here or something?" As she said this, Rosetta approached Tommy's Machop inquisitively, making little chittering sounds at it.
I was busy with homework and other engagements tonight, yeah, but I should be able to get a decent post out tomorrow-ish!
This is also a bit outside of my comfort zone, but god damn does this look entertaining. Count me in!
As the boat bearing many new students at Alola Academy arrived, another was fast asleep in her bed in Hau'oli City. Allie was lying on her back, not dreaming of anything in particular, with her Larvesta, Rosetta, lying next to her, curled in a ball. She had been so excited that she hadn't been able to sleep for a while, and was now completely dead to the world.

Well... Almost.

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At the sound of the ship's horn from outside, Allie jolted upright in a blind panic, waking up Rosetta, who was thrown farther down the bed and landed on her back. The dog-sized bug flipped herself upright and chittered indignantly at Allie.

"Sorry Rosetta! The ship horn spooked me, that's all." She started scratching Rosetta's fuzzy head as a form of apology. "I know I was meant to go somewhere today... What was it again?" Allie, who was still slightly groggy despite being scared awake, fumbled for her PokeNav and checked the date. As she saw it, she remembered exactly why she had been so excited yesterday.

With a sudden flurry of activity, Allie ripped off her blanket and practically leapt off of her bed, going straight to her closet to put on some clothes. Rosetta squirmed her way out of the blankets and made a questioning noise.

"Don't you remember Rosetta? It's the first day of school! And that boat horn means that all the students coming from abroad are here, which means school's gonna start really soon, which means we need to get going, like, 10 minutes ago." As Allie said this, she had quickly changed from her pajamas into a gray-and-blue striped t-shirt and a pair of jeans, and was now grabbing her backpack (put together the day before) and the two pokeballs that contained her other Pokemon. Rosetta scuttled across the bed and hopped onto the floor next to Allie, and without further ado, the two of them swept out of the door and headed downstairs. (Quietly, though; Allie's mom had worked the graveyard shift last night, and was now trying to get some sleep. Her dad had left for work already.) Allie grabbed some bacon her dad left out for her and a granola bar for herself, and an Aspear Berry for Rosetta, and after they quickly chowed down on breakfast, Pokemon and trainer jetted out the door towards the docks.

It wasn't very far to the docks from Allie's house, but she was still breathing rather heavily when she arrived. Rosetta seemed pretty pooped too, so Allie scooped the not-so-little bug up in her arms as she surveyed who had gotten off the ship already. So far there was a girl around her age with glasses and a black ponytail, who was in the process of admonishing her Gastly for licking a Buizel. Its trainer, a green-eyed girl who had a distinctly Unovan accent, looked rather apologetic, though Allie had missed whatever had happened between them. There was also a brown-skinned boy with a Shinx sitting on a bench, and a boy with shaggy red hair and a Growlithe, who was looking around alertly. An interesting group so far. Allie broke into a grin. Things were sure to be pretty interesting this year.
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