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8 yrs ago
The molarity of pure water is 55.5 mol/L. Is it just me, or is that number super satisfying?
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8 yrs ago
I find I'm much more productive when I make a list of check marks, then write whatever I end up doing next to them.
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9 yrs ago
I'm a grammar communist. Everyone has a right to grammar in equal amounts.
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9 yrs ago
I always either have lots of inspiration but no motivation, or tons of motivation and no inspiration. I'm not sure which sucks more.
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“Everybody has a secret world inside of them. I mean everybody. All of the people in the whole world, I mean everybody — no matter how dull and boring they are on the outside. Inside them they’ve all got unimaginable, magnificent, wonderful, stupid, amazing worlds… Not just one world. Hundreds of them. Thousands, maybe.”
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@PlantEater apparently, you have a bounty on your head.
"I should get my duties out of the way before we do anything else, that way I won't have to worry about it later." Onyx said as she started walking across the bridge to the center of the nest, looking at the sky. There were only a few clouds there, but no matter what, Onyx still worried about rain. "Hmm, do you remember the way there Tarentek? I think I'd like to test your memory." Onyx turned and smiled to Tarentek, distracting herself form the weather.
Emiko Lexi Fae

I heard the Demon speaking, although I could not make out the words. He did not sound like he was angry, in fact his tone seemed to hold more sadness and worry than any other emotion. How did it come to this? I thought to myself, in the growing calmness of my mind. I felt my wound closing, just barely aware of my body, my slowing heartbeat and shallow breaths. I can't allow myself to fall asleep, I can't let myself die like this...

I felt warmer now, and I grasped the feeling and forced myself to take deeper breaths. Warmth... The fire... I forced my breathing to cease, to shock my mind. I continued to manipulate my breathing until I was able to open my eyes, until I could see the now darkened sky above the camp. The warmth from the fire had helped me regain control of my thoughts, and my base physical functions, now I needed my hope back. I focused on the distant stars and forced my breathing to be deep, as if I were asleep, reciting my prayer under my breath.

My first prayer, the one that made me an Angel.

In my vision, the stars seemed to flicker out one-by-one, and the area around me faded to nothing, until I felt as if I were floating in the midst of a never-ending sea of night. All I could hear were my own thoughts and the slow prayer on my lips. The thought crossed my mind for only a split second, The wound of the blessed dagger has been canceled, healed through some form of holy energy. The joy of this thought strengthened my voice, until I found myself chanting my prayer to the sea of darkness around me.

My eyes, unblinking, stared into this darkness and found the last thing I needed there. Hope. My will, from the start never fading. My consciousness, my main foe. Finally, the hope brought to me through my prayer. All these brought me back to myself, and I felt my body healing as the darkness around me lightened to the sweet pink that comes with dawn. The stars faded back in before the rest of the world swirled around me, I was flying with the familiarity of the newborn day in front of me.



I closed my eyes, and re-opened them to reality. I was in flight, but I was simply hovering over the camp of the Demons who had saved me. The Demons who had... saved me? Truly, is this reality? I finished my prayer, which had turned to song at some point, with this question echoing in my mind. I felt no pain, and I knew my wounds had completely healed, however I could not comprehend how. That Demon, was raised by a Priest? It's not unheard of, if the Demon were saved... But the pain I felt when he was in his warrior form... He has not been saved. I landed lightly on the ground next to the now dead campfire.

While I was in my healing trance, I had changed into my pure form. I am no longer weak from those wounds, and I am no longer weary from the battle with the Demon Nevil. If I must, I can fight my way away from these two, and return to My Lord's realm to report on my experiences, as I doubt Fisk has returned there yet. While I thought this, I surveyed the area. Both the demons seemed to be asleep, although that may have been my doing. I had started singing my prayer, that may have affected them to the point of them falling asleep. I approached the male Demon, to see if he truly was asleep, although before I had gotten within a few feet of him his eyes snapped open.

"Thanks, I- I didn't mean to offend you or anything when I said that, but I was a little offended by what you had said." Onyx put the still broken relic on the table, and put the one that Tarentek had fixed in her pocket before starting to leave the den. "We tend to associate large ears with children, so by extension one with large ears is considered ignorant and unimportant, while what I said about you not having ears was also somewhat meant as an insult, however we only use it on outsiders."
@Mokley Yea, I trust you that this will be fun, but I think you're severely doubting your ability to be original. :)

Also, I have some stuff I wanted to add to my character sheet, specifically the lore and such of the Chus-Cande's history/magic and some more details about the village and island itself. I won't bee able to actually get any of this up until Monday, at least, but I thought I'd warn you now.

I'm doing this because I feel, in my excited rush to get a cs up, I didn't think much about the actual reality that was around my character, so now what I picture in my head is nowhere to be found here, and that kinda bugs me...
"Hearing protection?" Onyx asked. "I've never thought about that before. Also, my ears are not large, they're normal size. Quite frankly, I'm surprised you can hear me at all, seeing as you have no ears." As soon as she said it, Onyx regretted her words, but only slightly.
Onyx did some cleaning around the den as Tarentek worked on the relics. She would have liked to watch him, but she didn't want to seem rude by doing so. She had been organizing stuff in the pantry when he spoke, surprising her and almost causing her to drop the jar of mixed spices she was holding.

"Trigger, recoil, what? I don't understand the terms you are using, but I do understand that I would need practice. We could go to the training area after I finish my duties for today." Onyx walked back over by Tarentek and decided to watch him now as she to figure out what he was doing.
Im perfectly fine with either one, although it might be easier if we knew what the situation will be once we are all together.

If we start all together, I suppose it would all be explained IC, but if we start in our villages we need to know what will happen so we can figure out how best to do the transitions.
Isa's sort of addressing everybody, even though Diana is the only one she refers to. Just thought I'd say that in case it wasn't clear enough.
Annalee Diaz

Annalee found herself suddenly pushed to the ground, as Megumi closed the door and pulled out one of her swords. "What? Why can't I trust them? They might really just be lost." She stood up and tried to pull the doll away from the door, but couldn't.

Then she heard what must have been the boy's voice, so similar to her brother's. Annalee ignored Megumi's warming and called through the door. "Yes, you are welcome here. There just seems to be some confusion that needs to be cleared up first." She said the last part with a pointed look at Megumi.

Lowering her voice, Annalee spoke in a harsher voice than she had meant to. "We can't just leave them out there. Besides, I don't believe that they're dangerous."



MiRRor (Ashling)

Ashling easily caught and read the note that Ryan had written. Makes sense. He doesn't want to be caught sneaking out at night, he still cares what his parents think of him. He sat near the wall of the house, so he wouldn't be so easily seen by passers by, and waited for his master.

He hadn't been waiting long before Ryan came running up to him. Ashling stood and dusted himself off. "Alright, let's go then. Where are they now?"
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