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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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3 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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5 yrs ago
So many writing ideas, so little time to write. Being an adult sucks...
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5 yrs ago
It's the most fattening time of the year!
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7 yrs ago
There is a madness to my method. Or is there a method to my madness?
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Wrath finished his opponent, slicing the last of the zombified demons in front of into pieces with the Wrath Dealers' blades before turning to face the massive abomination. After a moment's consideration, he flicks the blades back into their "closed" position and draws the Rage Bringer, the large great sword resting on his shoulders. Focusing his energy for a moment, the Nephilim slams the tip of his sword into the ground and opening a chasm under the abomination in an effort to try and slow it down. Following that, he would approach the monster at a run and bring the great sword around to try and take off an arm. "Back to hell with you!"
Elias didn't respond at first, opting instead to head over to the small armory and begin removing his armor while his astromech rolled out of the cockpit, it's targeting computer highlighting the more obvious weaknesses on the pirate. While Elias didn't think that Tyrell would turn on him on his own ship, the Mandalorian had learned a long time ago that blind trust would get you shot and left for dead, if not outright killed. It was only after he was done and he'd reholstered his blasters on his person that he joined the man at the central table. "Well, suppose that's a job offer then, if a bit of a round about one." He held up his hand when Tyrell opened his mouth to protest. "I told you, I repay my debts, but I don't ever work for free, no matter the circumstances. That's especially true with the Empire crackin' down on everywhere I've been to try and take a load off. So, because I'm fulfilling that favor, I'll only charge half my usual rate and I'll handle munitions on my own this time. Deal?"
This is true, but timing is also everything.

Day/Time: Day Three - Evening
Location: Northrend-Valiance Keep, Borean Tundra
Tagging: @DracoLunaris@ONL@Holy Soldier@Wxer




After Darion and Vent left, the group had a chance to look around and realized that the people, primarily the soldiers, hustling about them weren't all human. Some could be recognized as Dwarves and Gnomes, industrious members of the Alliance who specialized in forge mastery and technology respectively. Most of the Gnomes all manned some kind of, for the setting they were in, advanced contraption. The Dwarves were seen running around in mail and cloaks with rifles as well as heavy armor with weapons ranging from swords and shields to heavy hammers.

Two blue skinned races walked amongst the others, on with hooves and digitigrade legs, wearing ornate armor and carrying either bows or crystalline hammers while the other carried swords and bows and daggers. While they gawked however, a human male in silver armor with a large hammer on his back, medium length brown hair and a brown beard and mustache approach them. "You're the ones that came in with Highlord Darion, right? Well get moving, we have a war to win! Go get your gold so you can get your supplies! Hurry it up, on the double!"

However, as the group is rushed in Vent's direction, one of them notices something strange occur on the ship floating in the water as a robed and hooded individual vanished into the hold. Something definitely wasn't right, though no one seemed to notice.

𝙒𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙛𝙩: 𝙒𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙝 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙇𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙜


Post Order: Rubick, Cole Phelps, Blue, Constantina, Vent
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Level: 3
Day/Time: Day Three-Evening
Location: Northrend-Valiance Keep
Interacting: Blue@Holy Soldier, Constantina@DracoLunaris, Rubick@WXer, Cole Phelps@ONL
Mention: Darion Mograine
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Vent was still sour over the way their attempts to aid Skyrim had gone, but simply let it go. Agonizing over the past never did anyone any good, a lesson he had learned after Giro's death at the hands of Serpent. So instead he opted to simply prepare for the next mission, refamiliarizing himself with the skills that came with his recently reacquired Models PX and HX. When the call came, he moved, accepting his placing as team leader with little more than a nod. The Prince's briefings were succinct and bare bone, but they sufficed, though he couldn't help but feel a touch sorry for the group leaving with the man who called himself Mister President. The man had no business leading anyone with his lack of...well, lots of things really. Instead of worrying about them, however, he turned to focus on his team.

He was dealing with a man with a wizard's hat, a long coat and kid with a blue...Is that a turtle? Shaking his head, he followed their armored guide through the portal to find himself in the place he had called Valiance Keep. All around them bustled soldiers and conscripts alike, many heading to a courtyard to receive their gear and gold. Turning to the group, he indicates where the normal looking people were going. "Each of you have 100 gold pieces waiting for you. I'm going to check in with the commander and see how things fair here. Please, in the name of all things unholy, don't cause trouble."

And with that, he was gone, crossing a ship of strange design, as it seemed to be steam powered. Turning to his team, Vent smiled warmly. "Right, well, everyone else seemed to introduce themselves, so I'll introduce myself. I'm Vent, a Mega Man. I'm also your team leader for this venture. I'm open to suggestions and ideas, but if I make a decision, that's final. Looking forwards to working with you all." And with that, he turned to get his gold, since after all, he had no clue how things worked here and having some gear from the local area would be good.
hmm... I need a copy of the CS... I can't find a fresh one


In the OP of the OOC mate.
Alicia Harnick

Level: 4
Day/Time: Day Two
Location: Butter Building, Kirby's Dream Land
Interacting: King Dedede and Kirby@Holy Soldier, Cloud Strife@Holy Soldier, Akira@Tenma Tendo, Slayer@Lugubrious, Naija@DracoLunaris
Mention: Fox@Dawnrider
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Alicia made it a point to ignore Frisk's jab and refused to leave before he did, but was not far behind after he finally gave up trying to seem nice about his reasoning. After returning to the castle, she spent time getting in contact with the Vanguard to pass along a report of how things had gone thus far. Afterwards, she'd gone to her jumpship to rest up, as there hadn't yet been any link established to the vault space to exchange her Bolt-Caster for the Gjallerhorn, so until that time, she was stuck with what she had.

She had just woken up and was conversing with Iron on a good location to go when the mission was called. James had met her outside her ship to congratulate her on making Delta squad before he and Crimson headed into the city to familiarize themselves with it's layout and see what the shops sold. Upon reaching the Ragnarok, she paid close attention to the briefing, making special note to not cross blades with the ship's captain if it could be helped. They were to aid a Fox, someone who was already off to give chase to the pirate ship, and the secure the ship, dimensional bag, and take or destroy the sword. Once all of that was done, they were to destroy the ship. "Seems like a waste of a good ship."

Alicia shrugged and turned to follow the others up the ramp. While she didn't understand why they wanted this Halberd destroyed, she did trust there was good reason, perhaps pertaining to a high chance of the ship carrying the infection. She listened as everyone introduced themselves, with the one calling himself Slayer asking for a clarification of events. Which events specifically weren't clear to her, but she was inclined to agree with Cloud, who she knew. "Asking Dedede is a good place to start, since he's the one who handed off Mario's soul and hat to the bad guys. Other than that, I am just as unsure as to the events that lead to us chasing down this ship as you are."
Zeref-Just like the Fairies/Damian Gerard-A Battle for Ages



Even as Time Lord's spell locked the pair in place, Zeref coolly turned his gaze first to Ash and then to Ariel. "You're just like those Fairies, standing between me and what's mine." With a wave of his hand, two black magic hands appeared, one back handing the fireball throwing girl into the trunk of a tree, where she'd find herself firmly stuck in it and the other sending the winged girl careening into the ground, where she would bounce a couple of times on impact before sliding to a stop. Then his black magic surged around him as he faced the bulk of the mages. "One hundred years ago, the Fairies and their allies stood before me to stop me from taking Fiore. It would seem their descendants and their allies are here to stop me again."

His magic flared up even more as a trio of dark magic spears formed behind him. "You're not the Fairies. You don't have their tenacity or their heart. You have no hope of stopping me." His gaze swept over the assembled wizards before settling on Time Lord, who was still actively trying to figure out how he had broken the holding spell he'd put on Ariel and Ash. "You're going to make this difficult, perhaps I deal with you first." Almost before anyone could react, the spears soared towards Time Lord, aiming to impale vital organs.

Damian, though still confused, called out a warning, but knew it was fruitless. And then it happened again as his magic flared, the black light of it filling his eyes as his Hermes Blades appear in hand. He dashes in between the spears and Time Lord, and as he slides, his Hermes Blades, become his new Hercules Blade and he slices, the wind slashes cutting the spears of black magic in two. "Look, I'm not entirely sure what's going on or why that asshole dropped me here, but I DO know that you're dangerous. So get rea-" The Blade of Phoenix Wing found himself cut off as more spears soared towards him and he countered. This only further annoyed the Black Mage.

"Vanish from my sight." A wave of dark magic surges before it rushes towards Damian and Time Lord and this time, he wasn't sure he could beat it. And then the voice returned, echoing through his mind as his perception of time slows.

Before ye stands the Bane of Man
The Black Mage who's shadow creeps
He shall now fell thee on this day
Awaken now, true Ares Blade!


In a flash of light, Damian's swords change again, moving from his new Hercules Blade to his Ares Blades before they changed before his eyes into a single slightly curved blade. Acting purely on instinct, he grabbed the hilt and unleashed a vertical upwards slash, unleashing the magic energy in a wave that cleaved the wave in twine, as Damian sheathed the katana in the traditional fashion, his eyes still alight with his magic energy.

Zeref, however, was largely unconcerned as he turned his attention to the others. As he looked them over, he came across a mage sporting a magitech arm wielding a sword and while he seemed to have winded himself, he seemed vaguely familiar. After a moment, it clicked and he unleashed a magical assault towards him. "Ah yes, Magus Ferrin. Mavis mentioned you on several occasions." And then he unleashed his magic upon everyone present, raining any number of black magical constructs and even engaging a couple of the mages himself.
Kinda just waiting for the right time to come in.
Elias grunted before signalling Tyrell to move up the ramp as the ship takes off and the turret and he offer covering fire as the security forces were forced to try and repel the Stormtroopers as the stations residents fled. By the time the ship was out of it's hangar, the pair was sitting in the crew quarters, the Imperial fleet busy with the station while they escaped. The Mandalorian didn't speak at first, preferring to let the silence stretch for a bit.

Finally, as a route was input to the navicomputer, he removed his helmet and locked eyes with the pirate. "Out with it. Why are you on my ship?"
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