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I have been writing since I was 17 years old. I am now 33 and I've been enjoying life. Writing is a passion just as reading is. My favorite genre is murder/mystery, but I love fantasy and I love action/adventure. I have published a collection of short stories that can be found on Apple Books, Barnes and Nobles, and Kindle. I have a trilogy in the works, the first part scheduled for release this year.

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Awesome stuff so far

And @Searat, looking forward to seeing Grizzly-1 back in action! As for my post, I'll wait for @WindsOfFate to go before me since Titus is awaiting a reply

EDIT: Oh god the way I ugly laughed at the people being force-fed


Grizzly-1 is too big, Titus might wanna send the hornets instead of the bear. It would be interesting to see the big ass machine march down the street.
Peace Interrupted - Time to Save the World.... Again!


Yuri floated carefreely around the office as a child would. It was interesting how his body resisted gravity so easily. He was from one point of the room to the next and listened as Titus explained that Agent Lorenzo thought of him as a rival and didn't dislike him. It was interesting to Yuri as he stopped mid float and smirk.

"A rival you say?"

Yuri pondered over the idea of having a healthy rival and his smile was broad. The thought made him giddy with excitement for some odd reason. Maybe it was the idea that someone actually thought he was worthy to compete against. Yuri didn't think he was the strongest of anything. Every battle he'd had only improved his skill, but he never boasted as if he were the best at anything. His thoughts were violently interrupted by Minerva informing them of the intrusion in the city.

"Well, duty calls Titus. See ya later. If I were you, Grizzly-1 might be a bit much for this one. Go with the smaller-sized warriors."

A vortex of beautiful butterflies suddenly surrounded Yuri, and when the vortex subsided Yuri was gone.

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Teleportation spells took little time to get the caster from one place to the next, but it was arriving inconspicously that was often the issue. There was always some grand display of beauty that occurred right before the caster was revealed. This time was no different. Yuri's form appeared out of a swirling vortex of flowers. He levitating, watching as what looked to be baked goods the size of a human man stormed the streets force feeding innocent humans and looked to be searching for something. Screams filled the streets as Yuri continued to levitate. It was when the muffin men caught sight of him that they started marching towards him as if he had some sort of target on his forehead.

"Strange," Yuri said as he landed and popped his neck. "This is going to be a slight workout, but it should be fun."

Yuri flicked his wrist, allowing the soft breeze produced by the fan in his hand to blow his hair gently. The muffin men came, and as they charged, Yuri met them in battle, colliding in an explosion of energy. Though they were simple henchmen, they were strong and were not to be taken lightly. Yuri maneuvered with the expertise of a master, deploying abilities he'd hidden from others. The fan sliced through the muffin men and absorbed their essence. Their shields were nearly unbreakable, and carried the strength of diamond. Their weapons sharper than the sharpest steel, stronger than the hardest rock. They used their weapons expertly, and Yuri retaliated with his own knowledge and skill.

Flipping away, he took a stance and nodded.

"That's quite enough," Yuri said as the fan shifted into a beautiful sword. He gripped it and ran his hand of the blade allowing the text to glow down the length of the blade. Yuri dashed through the many muffin men and slid to a halt. To the human eye and even the trained eye, it would look as if he hadn't moved at all. His movement was very hard to detect, and one would think he had teleported from one place to the other, but to those able to see, they would have a front row seat to his complex movement and skill. Yuri had dashed through the muffin men slicing through them in their weak points with the blade that hummed as it sliced through the air. When he sheathed the blade on his back, all of the muffin men in his path crumbled to the ground and exploded. This would gather the attention of any nearby.

"Now to find the source of these delicate monstrocities."

Yuri closed his eyes and slammed the blade of his sword into the ground. He slid his hand across the edge. Blood began to pool from the cut and Yuri began to speak.

"From the realm of Monarchs, come forth masters of the sky."

Yuri slammed his bleeding hand on the ground and a spell circle exploded with energy causing two more to replicate. From the center of the circles, beautiful butterfly winged creatures shot out encircling Yuri and releasing a powerful shriek. Seven total hovered close to Yuri waiting on an order.

"Four of you surge through the city and protect the innocent. Destroy the muffin men and ensure the city is safe. Two of you find the source of these creatures, and be careful. One of you will come with me."

Yuri mounted the back of the creature and watched as they all dispersed to do as ordered.
Post is up. I think after the next reply seems like a good time for the monster to drop down!


My reply is up. I'll have an update on the attack on Yuheng. Since it's Gou's home, I figure the attack would happen at night in the cover of darkness, as that's the expertise of the Houng. From there I imagine there would be lots of damage, lots of calamity and a reason for Gou and possibly Yuri to return to face the issue AFTER the monster is defeated.
The Office of Titus


Yuri enjoyed his time listening to Titus. The man's brain was extremely valuable and the man himself was kind and accepting of Yuri even though he knew he wasn't from this world. Yuri was always fascinated by technology and the degree to which they worked in the confines of the base led by Titus was amazing. The various machines doing their necessary jobs proved that with the mind anything was possible. Yuri had crossed his legs and was floating in mid-air sipping his coffee floating around the room as Titus talked.

To him, it was better than sitting in his house training. The large mansion-like house sat on the outskirts of Coral City, hidden by the beautiful flora that seemed to protect it from the outside world. Titus has helped furnish some of the technology within the house, but it was a leisurely buy that Yuri didn't regret. All the glass was bulletproof, with a security system that rivals the government. Yuri's house could easily house several of the fighters for Earth's peace. Four bedrooms decorated in a minimalist style each with its own adjacent bathroom, a beautiful open kitchen, a living room with nothing left out, and that was just the top floors, beneath the house was the dojo, the area he practiced in, and where most of Titus' technology came into play. A "danger" room that allowed for simulations to help Yuri hone his skill, a meditation room, and a weapons room.

He thought about this as he hovered close to a bookcase in Titus's office that had a picture of the house in it with Yuri sitting on top of the house. One would think Titus took pride in the work he'd put into it. Yuri smiled and turned his attention back to Titus who was still talking. Of course, the world was in an uproar about what had happened. Coral City was under attack and had the alien been successful, it would've surely spread to other parts of the world. They had a right to be upset, but sometimes things were better left in the dark where they belonged. Not everyone could handle the truth.

"Sometimes people just don't understand how fortunate they are to be in the dark and not know what's going on. Could you imagine if every time there was an attack they knew it was coming? It's better to let us handle those things. Bringing in the military and all of that only complicates it." Yuri paused to take a sip before floating over to another part of Titus' office. "But I do agree with one thing. I wish I knew the location of the ship that evades even your scanners. If we could get to it, we could remove that thorn."

Yuri's head snapped around when Titus mentioned Minerva resulting in a voice coming from the speakers in the room. Yuri scratched the back of his head at her words and smiled.

"Lovely Minerva at least someone still has a sense of humor. It's always a pleasure, now if we can get sir stick in the mud here to liven up little things will be great, but I have nothing to do today so I imagine hanging around the base will be fun. Tell me, is that grumpy guard under your employ still here? I swear that man hates me with a passion, or maybe he likes me, I never thought to ask."
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By next post most likely, though she will be taking a much less direct approach than the previous monster.

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Well she's very human by comparison to the last monster, so something like this but with a much heavier dessert motif. Replace the clothing with heavily decorated gingerbread, add a lot of different swirling colors to the hair, and a lot of different candy pieces and you'll at least have an idea of what she looks like.


Awesome. That helps a ton. Now don't think I didn't notice you never answered the question I asked regarding you joining in on the fun GM....
Realistically he could be hundreds of years old cause he isn't really "Alive" he doesn't really age either. He was never born. He was made, he has always looked the way he does. Then he spent a lot of years being trained and let out to do jobs. But he had no real sense for a passage of time. Honestly was thinking more he lives with Anatole, who kind of found him and decided to shelter him, so not a student. As he does sort of lack social skills and any sense of how people behave so throwing him in school might be a bad idea. Partly I wasn't too sure about how I wanted to approach the age, having him much older than he looks, but sheltered so naive. Or he could also the route of being much younger than he looks.


Okay cool so we’ve established he’s not a student. No worries. I’m just helping the GM is all.
If he’s a student why is his age unknown?


Fractured, but Still Whole


He didn't know how long he'd been down, or when they'd left. Opening his eyes slowly he felt pain wash over him like he'd been hit by a freight. Everything hurt as he moved his body to stand. He felt it, the disconnect. His arm was dislocated, possibly broken. He would need to access it later. That was no ordinary power, that power came from a dark source, a powerful source. In his current state, he had no hope of defeating someone with that much strength. Realizing that his staff was not in his hand, he looked around and saw it sticking out of the adjacent wall. Approaching slowly, his hand reached out, fingers curling around the staff. Pulling, he freed the staff from the stubborn wall and twirled it a few times. His senses were returning when he looked around the room. Merlin. Where was she? Arm limp to the side, his eyes landed on Merlin. She was off in the distance outside of the building. The staff vanished, returning to the crystal on his necklace.

The carnival crew had long gone and the humans had awakened and remembered nothing of what happened. They all seemed to think they'd fallen asleep or something in a field across from the building they worked at. It was the normal response for someone who had their life force sapped. With one quick push, he popped his arm back into place and groaned loudly as more pain washed over him. His hand trembled slightly and it was at that moment he noticed the bruising on his hand. Leaving the scene, he tried to ask questions and get some sort of answer from Scheherazade, but the guide who was like a big brother to them ignored his questions. He ignored any question from either of them and when it was time to part ways, Yuri had more questions than he wanted to have.

That night he couldn't sleep thinking of the battle and the outcome. Thinking of Scheherazade and his secrecy. What was he doing this for? Saving people and protecting the world and for what? The people you trust are the ones who keep secrets from you. It hurt. He felt as if he'd been betrayed and as he sat in his bed twiddling his thumbs, he closed his eyes and rested his head on his pillow. That morning, bruised and aching, Yuri got out of bed and felt pain in his arm. He didn't think it was broken, but his parents rushed him to the doctor where he received treatment. He had a hairline fracture, and he had to wear a sling. Unsure about everything that he once stood proudly for, Yuri went about the day silent. Doubt had somehow wedged its way into his mind. How could he protect anyone when there was a foe out there that was capable of such destruction? How could he trust someone when they kept secrets?

Most of the day was filled with his classes, but he didn't speak to anyone from the team. He stayed focused on his classwork until the meeting in the school library. They were the members of the Library Club, and whenever they met it was to discuss with Scheherazade future missions or important stuff regarding the team. This time, the meeting was odd. Yuri wasn't the first one there. Yuzu was already there and he sat down without saying a word to anyone. He crossed his legs and touched his injured arm. He listened to Scheherazade as he addressed them all when everyone had arrived. Yuri listened but pretended not to, and when Scheherazade had finished, Yuri turned to look at him. Before he could speak, a knock came at the door and Yuri sighed. The girl wanted to return a book, but couldn't find the librarian. She was probably off in the teacher's lounge again drinking copious amounts of coffee.

"You know there is a return slot at the return desk you could've just slid it in there," he said taking a step forward, "but no worries, I can help. I'm Yuri by the way. Your name?"

Although he wanted to yell at Scheherazade and let him have a piece of his mind, this girl showing up helped him take his mind off of everything.
I wanna know too cause I'm trying to picture her but my imagination is stopping me.
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