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Mahz's Dev Journal

Just wanted to stop by to thank Mahz for all the work he's put into the site along side anyone else who has helped. I didn't have confidence in this site following the debacle towards the end of 2014 with the site constantly crashing and what not but the new improvements are impressive even if they aren't completely finished.

Bleach - Twilight of Humanity

"Wow you're such a stick in the mud Alex! Come on a new place means new adventures and new journeys! More importantly it's a chance to learn how to do new stuff!" commented Lambert with a giant smile as he grabbed a nearby bottle of wine and popped open the cork with his bare hands. Terry's eyes cocked a little at that, "Well then he's a strong fella ain't he?" Terry commented to nobody in specific as he turned attention to their driver as the limo started to drive off of the airport. Surprising that the man had enough money to get people to let the driver do this in the first place. "So sir how long will it take us to arrive at our destination?" Terry asked his driver as he fondled his cross. The man grumbled out something about a half an hour or so due to traffic but otherwise they shouldn't take too long to get there if they are lucky.

Fire Emblem - The Crisis of Akaneia

"My dear? Do I look like some-scratch that, do I sound like some sort of blue blooded fancy pants!? I'm just Isabelle lady silk!" Isabelle said sternly wagging her finger as she led the way through the city. They stopped along the way to listen to one of the pegasus knights arrest a conman who was caught trying to sell fake elixirs to a rich nobleman and other parties. "You know people like that shouldn't even try to do stuff like this when professional guards are around. It's just stupid in my opinion! If you pedal fake goods you should do it somewhere dark and shady so at least you have the excuse of being a scumbag with a sense of common sense!" Isabelle said as she looked at the scene with disgust. She didn't take long too leave the scene however as they made their way too the Inn. However Isabelle's fancies continued to get in the way as she stopped at stalls to gawk at and haggle, rather well at that, over various trinkets. Isabelle's smile never left her face in earnest though and she went about with an absolutely ecstatic aura around her.

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"You know kid I was just asking a-he left just like that? Hmph whatever if he can't handle one comment like that then whatever that's his problem." Jiro said as he turned around to see the kid had left his side. That made one less person he'd need to worry about and two more people he needed to find. "Where the hell did Zaku run off too!? God damn it who's going to listen to me complain about things now!? Bah I'm going to get a drink screw it!" Jiro commented to himself as he wandered off towards the Inn. He walked without any sense of grace or modesty. He just simply didn't care and when he arrived at the inn not too far away he sat down heavily in a chair in the far corner of the Inn and ordered the near by waitress to get him a large mug of ale. He'd put his winnings to good use drowning out the stinging feeling in his arms until Isabelle got back to the damn room. "I raise those kids for basically their whole teen hoods and they repay me by running off do they? Bah whatever kids will be kids screw 'em!" Jiro said grumpily.

Fire Emblem - The Crisis of Akaneia

Alright mostly been the three dudes fighting and doing stuff.

Mobile Suit Gundam - Those Who Correct - Crossover

I'll see about posting tomorrow I'm not in a posting mood today. Nothings wrong it's just I'm unmotivated.

Fire Emblem - The Crisis of Akaneia

We've posted up a storm so I'll give Con a chance to post.

Mobile Suit Gundam - Those Who Correct - Crossover

Well someone posting would help move this along a little. I'd prefer not to post back to back.

Gundam Build Fighters Maximum - IC and OOC

"Good luck gentlemen." he simply commented coyly as the machine activated. "PLEASE INSERT GP BASE." said the machine as Gary put his GP Base into the machine. "PLEASE INSERT GUNPLA." the machine continued. He took one look at the GP-01 Full Burn before putting it into the machine and nodded his head as he placed the machine into the place. "Field 05: City, Damage level set to...C" the model confirmed as the fields around the pilots started up. "This is Gary Miller I'm launching in GP-01! Let's get going!" Gary said intensely as The GP-01 grasped it's traditional beam rifle on it's right hand and with it's left he held the shield which was painted black and white as well. The GP-O1 wasn't going to let him down he knew it! The O didn't fail him and he had no plan for the GP-O1 to go down either. As it launched from it's spot and landed heavily on the ground afterward. Afterward Gary felt out The GP-01's movement capabilities and moved around for only a moment to get used to the controls on the machine. It was better than the O but that was because the machine was less complicated than the other machine. "Oh really? The city again!? I just got done fighting here yesterday! Whatever at least there's no buildings to hide in..." Gary said bored as he secretly started to wonder if the machine was telling himself something...

Fire Emblem - The Crisis of Akaneia

"You'll know her when you see her kid. She has eyes like sapphires and the charm and wit that makes Zaku writhe in his fancy little boots." Jiro said with a smile. "She's a good kid just don't let her hear you saying that sort of thing she'll soak it up like a sponge all the way in that big brain of hers." Jiro said chuckling. "She can patch up anything short of a decapitated limb or a maiming." Jiro said praising Isabelle's worth. She definitely was a interesting person in his life to say the least. Far shot from the little girl she was when he met her. However when Jiro heard the words 'great' and 'warrior' in the same sentence when it was referring to him it made him start to chuckle louder until he burst out laughing which drew more than a couple of eyes. "Kid if you knew me you wouldn't even call me a warrior. I'm just a big brute of a man who grew up in the slums of Valm. My daddy was scum and my momma was a nobody. I fought and defended scum bags and losers alike and I killed my share of great men and women who deserved to live more than I. I've seen the wyvern lords of Plegia, fought in the courts of Ferox, dueled with Ylisse Nobility, and got into fights with various weirdos. I'm just a man who irks out his living a traveling sell sword. My mercenary band consists of three people hardly the stuff of legend. One is a little girl, the other is a dark brooding loner, and the third is me. That's all there is too me trust me my life story is hardly worth mentioning to some esteemed tactician who has no doubt heard the legend of the radiant hero or the hero king. Pff I don't even think my life is worth mentioning but it is my life and I'm proud of it. As I said I'm Jiro and Jiro is what I'll always be Matthew. I trust you have your own creed and I suggest you stand too it firmly less you start lying to yourself." Jiro said as he walked through the streets towards his inn. "By the way do you intend on following me around all day? It's not like we're great friends or anything we just met literally twenty some minutes ago or so it seems to me."

Fire Emblem - The Crisis of Akaneia

"Yeah about that we're going to go find our missing link." Jiro said grabbing the gold for him and Zaku both. "I'll give Zaku his share in a bit...if he even cares to get it. He's the sort who enjoys beating ass for the sake of beating ass so that masochistic beat down he gave that poor kid was reward enough probably." Jiro commented as he noticed Zaku's blade was missing and so was the blade's wielder. "I guess he went back to the bar who knows." Jiro said shrugging as he looked at his body. "Besides without my little sunshine and rainbows I'll never get these things healed...for free that is. I'm sure those monks are uber crabby about losing so horridly to us and how we brutalized them isn't earning us any favors either. Besides are you sure your good kid? You gave away your sword. What are you going to do for protection now?" Jiro questioned the tactician as he rubbed some poultice on his burns.