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The Voltusiest Ventus
STATUS: Happy Birthday, I hope you’re gonna have a good day today. 3 yrs ago
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Happy Birthday, I hope you’re gonna have a good day today.
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7 yrs ago
Word of the Day: Overcome.
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7 yrs ago
Also checked out Myriad Reality, I think they are trying to build some kind of computer consciousness over there via IC posts.
7 yrs ago
Get ready for an unusually low volume of likes then, you so-and-so.
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7 yrs ago
Can someone ironically praise me please? Thank you!
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I’ve moved. I don’t have the same number anymore.
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I'll do this.
"you are righth," he mumbled, "I should noth thake it theriously," he knew he shouldn't have taken it seriously but he did, he'd already taken it to heart. "Buth I do." he mumbled. Pulling his rapier out Vis poked at the fire, shifting a side dead fuel and embers so the rest of the fire could get air, soon it was roaring again as opposed to merely crackling. The Deva's hand on his shoulder was comforting, he felt a little less tense at her side.
Reaching for his scarf he adjusted it, making sure it wouldn't fall off, what had been a necessity had become a habit.
I second your decision Captain.
"thank you," Vis mumbled, adjusting his scarf as he did, "buth I do noth think the otherth will thake make acthions too kindly." He pulled his bag towards him and stuck his hand in, rummaging around for something until he found it. The furry ears of the teddy bear greeted his finger tips and he stoked them gently, his hand still in the bag as he did.
He looked to his shoulder to find the Deva's hand still there, turning his scarfed face to her he asked, "I never got your name?"
Lily's words stung him, he wasn't stupid, was he? For a second he faltered and another second and another, until he felt sapped. Leaving the battle stance, he slipped his blade into it's sheath and walked off, defeated, back to the fire where he sat and stared blankly at the flame, adjusting his scarf occasionally.
Vis did a role as she pushed him aside and rebounded to be infront of her, holding his rapier out again, waiting for her to attack. "I'm not going to let you do it." he barked at the paladin, getting into a fighting stance as he did. He was doing as his father taught him, the stance, the way he held the rapier, the only problem was that he needed her to attack, if he attacked not only would he be killed, he'd be villainised infront of everyone. He gave her a steely glare.
"well I'm noth going to leth you hurth him," Vis said, sounding like he'd been winded but it was just the hole in his face distorting his words. Standing up and pulling his scarf tightly around his face, Vis held the bent rapier to the ground, letting the tip embed itself. Raising his foot, Vis kicked the bend into strightness, one kick setting the iron erect again. He stood one foot behind the other in a combat stance and held the rapier out infront of him, staring down the paladin, "come on then."
Vis had bungled his stuff into his bag before the shit hit the fan and was ready to react. His rapier was out in an instant and he cleared the distance between the paladin and the necrotic being as the paladin bombarded him with some kind of spell. However before she could finish Larris off with her sword, he was between them, raising his rapier up infront of his face, gripping the hilt in one hand and the end of the blade in the other. Lilly's broadsword smashed into his rapier with such might that Vis went down to his knees, though maintaining the rapier infront of his face, though only an inch away now and holding a broadsword away from his face.
"Thtop it!" he screamed, his rapier cutting into the hand that held the blade, "Efery one hath flawth! But they thry to thange!" His Rapier had bent on the impact of her broad sword, the long iron spike contorted at the middle. He chose the rapier because he wasn't strong but because he was fast. But now he wished he had something more substantial as her broadsword crept ever closwe to his face.
"Vith," Vis lisped, "Vith Thtarkweather." by this point his frustration had become so intense he was numb and didn't really care for the sound of his voice, instead he adjusted his scarf once more, wary about it falling off and showing his scar. Digging into his bag to find a distraction, he pulled out the child's encyclopedia, his mother had given it to him before he left so he could practice reading, though he hadn't touched it in a while, he'd rather read than try and fail at talking.
Vis opened it up on a random page and started reading, slowly forming the letters ok the page into words in his mind, occasionally mumbling some of the harder ones. Incidentally, as he was reading his bag had fallen over and some of his gear had tumbled out onto the floor, among them his teddy. He reached for it, hoping no one would notice it.
Vis' kept his eyes on the fire, listening to the conversations around him and trying to pick up bits and bobs that might be useful. "tha roadth have been fairly quiet," he said, chastising himself internally about his voice, "but all it taketh ith one perthon to ruin your day." he brushed his Gand over his tattered left ear and smoothing his hair back afterwards. Vis adjusted his scarf so that it wouldn't fall off of his face, he found the missing chunk of cheek unpleasant and so would others.
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