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4 yrs ago
Current Sometimes you spend so long looking for peace in someone else, you loose sight of that peace you can give yourself. Don't forget that guys.
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5 yrs ago
"Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery. But today? Today is a gift. That is why it is called the present." -Master Oogway
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8 yrs ago
So many writing ideas, so little time to write. Being an adult sucks...
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8 yrs ago
It's the most fattening time of the year!
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9 yrs ago
There is a madness to my method. Or is there a method to my madness?
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You could always seek out character interaction. Only way Angelo will develop as a character mate.
Approve mind filling me in? I've been out of it for a while


Day three of the Games, Harry of Tough Love and Damian have come back with all eight lacrima so far.
The Armed Dragon is not a god card I am familiar with. There is The Winged Dragon of Ra, Slifer the Sky Dragon, and Obelisk the Tormentor I know. Did they get new ones?
As Jericho and Adam moved down the corridor, two bodies behind them, one with a cleaver in it's head and another with it's throat slit, Adam glanced at Jericho, who had a combat knife held in reverse grips in both hands. "Think the lad caught on to your idea?" Jericho returned the glance and nodded. Signaling a stop, they let another pair of guards walk by and then went down the hallway on Adam's indication it was the right way.

"He may not realize that I'm having him do it, but he'll do it all the same. Are you sure those explosives will work?" They could hear another pair of guards coming and, when they rounded the corner, the guard on the left took a pair of knives to the gut and chest while the one on the right took a knife to the throat. The bodies were hidden and the pair moved on.

"It's a couple of jury rigged grenades made into radio explosives with jury rigged receivers, but Fresno and I are confident." Jericho remains unconvinced, but continues on with the plan as it was.
I fear for all characters that went with Jericho. And I fear for Jericho more.
Yeah, but I said...OK, well, I'll roll with the flow I suppose.
But...Jericho was going to go get the Drices...I'M SO CONFUSED DX
@Zarkun
It wasn't mentioned in the part when splitting up, which lead to a possibility that it wasn't remembered
I just rolled with how I could interpret it so yeah ... There was no real mention that it was going to be in on the next floor or anything
You know, vagueness means that people can do what they want usually

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Also I posted at 3 am, so I might've missed it, although not sure if I did or not when I think back


I was incredibly vague, which is my fault. But now we have conflicting things on the location of the drives. Also, when I said gear, for clarification, I meant like weapons and clothes and such.
Damian Gerard|City of Crocus



Damian reached the bar with little incident and scrounged around. He didn't find anything behind the counter, in the mugs or on the tables. A search of the second floor was just as fruitless and as he was about to leave, he saw a telltale shimmer of red from behind the mirror the barkeep was standing in front of. Smiling and mentally smacking himself, he asked the barkeep's permission to move the mirror who nodded and gave it. Sliding the mirror aside, the red lacrima that rested in a hidden cubby behind it shimmered brightly and Damian grabbed it with a grin. Carefully putting the mirror back, he placed the red lacrima in a pouch, bade the barkeep a thank you and farewell, and continued on to his next destination, a hotel known as Sabertooth's Refuge.

It was a place well known for harboring magical clients over the last hundred years and he thought it fitting that something would be hidden there. When he entered, it was as busy as he'd expected, but that didn't dissuade him from searching. He started in each unoccupied room, getting a list of them all from the inn keeper. When that didn't turn anything up, he went and got the permission of the inn keeper, along with another list, to search the occupied rooms. His third knock revealed an elderly man with the orange lacrima in hand. Taking it and thanking the man, Damian proceeded to the third location on his map, the pool and aquarium.

Upon reaching it, he groaned when he found himself faced with the yellow lacrima in the octopus tank. Getting the appropriate permissions, Damian used his magic to form an impromptu claw and lowered it into the water, retrieving the lacrima without anything to fear. He also saw another and, feeling like no one should have to dive for it, pulled it up and set it out as well. Securing the yellow lacrima, he set off into the pool area, heading up to get a vantage point to find his blue one.

No seeing anything on the slides, he sighs and leaves, heading to a restaurant called Chez Platypus to search for the blue. The host directed Damian inside and he was lead to the platypus they had for a mascot by a waiter, who walked away immediately after. Damian was confused, staring at the creature, the put two and two together after about five minutes. Petting the animal, it eventually opened it's mouth so he could grab the blue lacrima. Securing the lacrima and patting the platypus in thanks, Damian left then stopped. "Green. I missing Green..." Reviewing the map again, he heads to a park, which contained a large statue of one of Fiore's past kings, where he saw the green lacrima on top between prongs of the crown. Using a Striker Blade to reach the crown, Damian adds it to the pouch and continues forwards while reviewing his lacrima. "OK, so I have red, orange, yellow, green, and blue. That leaves...indigo, violet, and the rainbow lacrima."

Looking around, Damian landed in front of another hotel, this one where Fairy Tail had stayed during the previous Grand Magic Games a hundred years before and went in. Judging from the state of things, the place hadn't been stayed in since then, probably because of some stupid superstition. Digging around, he didn't have any luck at first, until he remembered the trick from the first lacrima. Snapping his fingers, he began moving mirrors and paintings until he found the indigo lacrima behind a painting of the then princess of Fiore. Alright, two more. Leaving the ruins, he headed to the one place he hadn't yet been to visit in his free time, the ruins of the old Doma Flau.

Half of the place was rubble and what wasn't rubble was pocked with age. The old scoreboard still showed the final score of the games from over a hundred years ago and Damian stood still a moment, paying his respect to those who had come before. Finally, he took to the old tunnels that were still traversable, finding the violet lacrima in the old infirmary. With it secure, he carefully worked his way back out, wary of how insecure the place was. Upon reaching the exit, he headed for one more place, one that still bore the scars of an old conflict.

The gouge caused by the final battle all those years before still bore a strong magical presence. Damian could feel the familiar sensation of a soldier's respect rising as he searched, knowing that many brave men and women had given their lives here that the rest of the world could continue on. Finally, in a small crook between two pieces he found the last lacrima. Pulling it out, he summons another striker blade and rides it back to the new stadium, waving at the Indigo waiting at the ground entrance before landing and presenting all eight to the Games Master. "I think the platypus was the strangest place to have to retrieve one from."
I promise I'll get a post up either some time today or tomorrow. Been busy.
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