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9 mos ago
Current im 24 now
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10 mos ago
Back home. I need a breather, lol.
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10 mos ago
one more five horu drive to home...then ill stop spamming the status bar. promise. go back to only updating it once every few months
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10 mos ago
back in my home state. actually a real nice hotel compared to the last one that had cockroaches in the bathroom. so thats cool and good. ready to get home tomorrow. blehhhhjgkjgkjhatk
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10 mos ago
on the road
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Bio

Call me: Zoey, Boey, or Zoey Boey
Pronouns: She/her
Homestate: Texas
Time Zone: Central Time
School/Work: In person college
Age: 22
Birthdate: the bizarre summer of 1999 (literally)
Available: Usually. but especially on friday-sunday. most of the time.
Available available?: No
Means of Production: Seized
Liberals: Owned
Sunglasses: On
Products: Consumed
Justice: Shining
Sex: Repulsive
Ace?: Pilot
Part 6:... Over
Bread: Garlic
Water: Wet
Homework: Late
Giant rat: Making all of the rules
Spider: Manned
Grill: propane
Role: played
Taco trucks: On every corner
Ryu: Stanned
Street: Fighting
Fan Club: Lancer
Peanutbutter and?: Todd
Large Fries: Yes
Fried Chicken: No
Death: looped
Video games: unplayed
Ears: Ringing constantly
Sense of humor: decayed beyond recognition
Layers of Irony?: four
Favorite Roleplay: Dead
Stone: Free
Yognau(gh)t?: Yognaut
Wilds: Outer
State: Uncertain Until Observed
Dead: Walking
Hair: Short
Over It?: Not Yet Yes
Favorite Ending: Broom Closet
Coda: Begged for life purpose
Sand: BLAST
Ha: DOKEN
Upper: Rising
Foo: Fought
World: wonderful
Attack: Dodged
Flash: Final
Piccolo: Three Guys Now

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How long do I have to make this sheet before the RP is closed? I might make two incase Cassandra isn't a good fit...she's kinda OP, lol.

edit: at least, when i'm writing out her strengths, i feel like she is. she might not be that bad, really. idk.
its meeee

its me again

im back. and this time im not gonna look like a dumbass because the interest check is offical

im gonna make a cassandra cain. if thats ok.
Sakura Level 9: 06/90
Karin Level 4: 26/40
Location: Hideout SOU
Word Count: 601
Points Gained: 1
New EXP Balance--- Sakura Level 9: 07/90 (pending)
Karin Level 4: 27/40


Karin listened intently to Goldlewis’ rundown. ”I see. So this Shinra has corrupted the democratic process. A corporation in charge of an entire nation-state. How nefarious.”

Sakura squinted at the back of Karin’s head. ”I’ve done a lot of growing since then, Sakura-chan!” The heiress reminded her friend defensively, sensing the look. As for the allies they could trust being limited, Karin nodded.

”I simply suspect we may have to dirty our hands a little if we are to locate this Guardian.” Karin said. ”Favors for favors. We’ll have to act with as much wisdom as can be afforded. We’ll have to meet these groups ourselves in order to learn as much of the truth as possible.”

Sakura shrunk a little, smiling apologetically as she was addressed by the sensible Jessica. Rubbing the back of her head, she bowed. ”R-right. Of course. Sorry, ma’am.” Overall, she was starting to feel a little clammy. Was it getting hot in here? All this morally ambiguous talk about favors and insurrectionists and dirty government was making her uncomfortable. Especially the parts about killing sick people, or people fighting on behalf of sick people. She had no idea what the truth of the situation was, so she kept mostly quiet and just cast her eyes downward. Hopefully when they went there, things would make more sense and a solution would present itself.

Peach apologized on behalf of the Seekers to Benedict, earning an eye roll from Karin. How to look weak, even in victory. Sakura did that all the time and it bugged her to no end.

Sakura gasped in frightened delight as an alien reached out of Goldlewis’s coffin and deposited an origami flower on the table. Amazing! ”Uwah! Thank you, UMA-san.” She reached out and took it, observing it closely. She’d never gotten a gift from a space alien before!

Sakura briefly looked concerned at the idea that there was a weird, invisible thing in the sky she couldn’t see. Holding the flower close, she leaned out the window and squinted extra hard. ”I don’t see anything…darn. Psychic powers are so cool.”

Karin was silent during most of the discussion about Desperado. She had no idea how relevant an institution, group, or even name was in relation to their past in their previous world. Even the idea of a place called ‘Japan’ getting blown up didn’t strike her as troubling other than the evident loss of life. Sakura sweated slightly at hearing all that, but mostly kept her cool under the same thought process. After all…she was from Japan, and didn’t get blown up! But the idea of someone being so strong they could affect the geography of a map was worrying.

As the SOU people listed off the sectors of the city, Karin wished she had someone to take notes for her. Sakura piped up. ”Oh, uh, Inkopolis doesn’t sound so bad. Maybe we could look for clues at the…sports…center?” She trailed off her subtle suggestion, realizing her bias must sound incredibly obvious. At the mention and explanation of sky rails, Sakura’s eyes lit up. ”That sounds awesome.

Karin nodded at Goldlewis’s and Giovanna’s suggestion. ”Honestly, I’d just be happy to finally have a positive reputation upon entering a town. Hopefully that’ll prevent any more riots or panic forming against us due to misinformation spread by our enemies. Besides, fighting monsters is easy and fun, and this Ever Crisis is helping nobody. And if it is helping somebody then that somebody deserves to be crushed by us anyway.” With a flick of her royal heir hair, Karin made her vote known. Sakura nodded, standing by her friend’s side.

Karin Level 4: 25/40
Location: Kunad Highway - Helicopter
Word Count: short
Points Gained: 1
New EXP Balance--
Karin Level 4: 26/40


”Oh ho ho ho~! Ohohoho!” Karin laughed her supremely smug and obnoxious laugh as the two demons comedy sketched in mid air thanks to her own efforts. As Pit passed her by, Karin began backing up to get a head start on her exit as well. Her laughing stopped as someone she didn’t recognize beheaded both of the demons in less than a second. ”Ohohoho-! Oh.” Decapitation wasn’t particularly amusing. Who was this stowaway that had hid until the end of the fight to emerge, anyway? It seemed like the furry one knew him. Regardless, it wasn’t a very good first impression for Karin. Such barbaric means of combat always left a bad taste in her mouth. Still, the two demons struck Karin as both dangerous and rotten, so they wouldn’t be missed.
Clearing her throat, she moved on, jumping from the rearmost truck to one in the middle of the pack.
Karin was going to follow Giovanna and Raiden’s lead, breaking through the pack by relying on skill and mobility. She wasn’t nearly as floaty as all of them, but she was strong, fast, with great reactions and quick thinking. If she did say so herself.
She leapt from truck to truck, dancing through the carnage like a leaf moving from stone to stone in the raging rapids. One truck rose above the others and aimed to crash into her- Karin calmly moved over it like she was stepping over a knee high wall, despite the container being twice her size. There she dashed to make up the ground she just lost. Finally, she used her grappling hook to pull her the rest of the way, latching onto the side of one of the leading trucks and letting it pull her as she hopped along behind it. Latching on victoriously, she climbed onto the roof and patted her very dusty pants. It was fortunate she had changed outfits- this type of adventurer’s clothing looked just as good with dust on it as it did without. There was a certain aesthetic to it that Karin enjoyed. She did, however, go about removing the dust from her perfectly maintained hair as fast as possible. Turning over her shoulder, she watched with an impassive exterior as she waited for Sakura to emerge from the carnage in that vehicle of hers. A few moments later, she did, and Karin quietly breathed out a sigh of relief.
Waiting for the trucks to carry her the rest of the way, she flipped off the truck as it passed by the helicopter and skidded to a stop.
”A private helicopter. This is the type of transport befitting a Kanzuki- and all of us Seekers.” Satisfied, she stepped aboard and waited, setting a hand on her hip. ”I offer my congratulations to all of you. I wish I could give you all a more detailed review of your performance for future improvement, but I was quite distracted by my own bout. So I will just have to improve on that aspect, myself.” She brought the back of her hand against her coils.
”Regardless, it was all more than satisfactory. Not a single casualty.” Karin was very pleased.
She turned her attention to other matters. ”Who is this sword wielding fellow that joined us so late into the fight?” She asked Tora, Poppi, and the man himself.

Level 7: 26/70
Word Count: short
Location: The Under
Points Gained: 1
NEW EXP balance--- Level 7: 27/70





Jesse sat back and watched as the two big bads engaged each other in fisticuffs. Bowser, and the bad guy from Zelda? Maybe.

I’ll have to get the research team to find the Bureau’s video game nerd. They should- man they are really going at it. Jesse raised her eyebrows as the two juggernauts slugged it out.

Is this a guy thing? I think this is a guy thing. Maybe it’s a villain thing? The ego of these guys is out of control. I suppose we better just hope Bowser can win the 1v1 otherwise things might get awkward.

Fortunately, he did, and Ganondorf yelled out the name of his new nemesis, much to Primrose and Jesse’s amusement.

Jesse passed Ganondorf and gave him a thumbs up. “Welcome to the party. Party as in adventuring party, not pizza party. Unfortunately.”

They were in pursuit of a mapmaker, and apparently one of the best ways to go was down a giant pit. Jesse thought of herself as a very talented spelunker- she could just kind of…float.

She did blink in surprise when Therion turned into a feline of unusual size. “Cool. Watch out for yarnballs.” She joked lightly. Both Therion and Nadia were intent on getting down there first, and Jesse figured she might as well join them due to her gravity proof technique.

“I might as well come too. I’ll meet you at the bottom, I guess.” Jesse said, stepping off the ledge and into open air, where she began to descend downwards. Motes of light trailed behind her, and a few pebbles and rocks as well, carried with her Levitation. Jesse cast her eyes downwards, gun out, watching out for any bigger bugs than the harmless looking, mostly cute flies bumbling around.

At some point during her descent, Miss Fortune encountered some misfortune. Jesse glanced up and saw her falling, loudly stating her definitely unbiased opinion about the Under. Clicking her tongue against her teeth, the Director rushed into action. Dropping Levitation, she picked it up at the last moment to prevent her fall. Landing, called out “Elastic Ooze!” and her ever faithful lunatic alchemist heeded her command, throwing a bottle of the green stuff into the air. Jesse caught it with Launch, and fired it with precision at where she thought Nadia might land.

It wasn’t terribly big, but it was a sizable enough target. If Nadia landed on it, she would bounce into the air, with enough time to readjust and land on her feet. Or, anywhere that wasn’t her neck.

Once Nadia and Therion were both down safe, Jesse gave the cat Therion an unimpressed look at his smugness. “Nice, Therion.” She said.

She glanced at Nadia. “You alright? Guess it’s true about cats always landing on their feet.” Jesse said. Whether or not this comment was entirely genuine was up to Nadia’s performance in the fall.

“You’ve probably heard that one before. Probably said it even more. Where the hell are we, anyways?” Jesse asked, glancing around for this mythical cartographer.
Sakura Level 9: 06/90
Karin Level 4: 24/40
Location: Kunad Highway
Word Count: 640
Points Gained: 1
New EXP Balance--- Sakura Level 9: 06/90 (pending)
Karin Level 4: 25/40


Karin narrowed her eyes as Morax's health was restored before her. She readjusted back into her defensive kneel. ”Hmph. Very well. Perhaps you can prove yourself worthy of my-”

Morax began spamming fireballs.

Karin scowled. ”What is this, bronze league?”

He didn’t even change up his timing. Fire, fire, and more fire. A deluge of fire. Useful, if he was looking to scorch a crowd of fleeing peasants! Such an ignoble tyrant. That was what Karin learned. There was on better way to learn about someone than by fighting them.

For the first few blasts she took a single step forward and then blocked, the fire burning around her, thick, blue, dull impacts diverting the fire around her. It was hot, certainly uncomfortable. If he kept this up uninterrupted for forty five more seconds, she’d crumble. He didn’t have forty five seconds. And it’d only ever take her one.

Once she found the pattern, Karin made her move. Dash, sidestep, leap… ”Seppo!” She used her signature dash in the split second between bursts of fire. She dropped into another slide, her hand supporting her as she went feet first…in between Morax’s legs, and off the edge of the truck. She wasn’t going to risk triggering that Counter again- she was going to finish this now.

There she turned and gripped the side with one hand. With the other, she quickly fired a grapple around his torso, the clamp attaching. Crossing one arm over the other, she aimed at Belphegor. ”Be useful for once why don’t you?” She spat at Morax.

Morax turned around, but she had already pulled herself off the edge and jumped over him, causing his purple blast to miss. All he saw was Karin’s boots leaving his peripheral vision.

She landed elegantly behind him. So predictable was his attack pattern that she had time to briefly observe the battlefield- the Belphegor demon on his porcelain throne had returned, causing trouble for her allies. After Trumpeter unleashed its Despair, Karin was unaffected, only getting a passing understanding of the kind of mental anguish it wanted to afflict on her and her allies. Poppi was not so fortunate, and Belphegor was going to take advantage.

As it unleashed its deluge of ice, Karin aimed a grapple right at his center of mass, linking the two demons together. The line between them retracted, yanking them together. Both would clash bodily in mid air and be linked together- and breaking the link would leave Morax to be cast to the desert road rushing by underneath. If that didn’t come to pass, it’d make them both a wide target for ranged allies to target. Either way she would be assisting her teammates and ridding them of Morax.

Karin left herself vulnerable to do this, and received a blast of physical magic from Morax for her trouble. Grunting, she was knocked backward to the far end of the truck but rolled back onto her feet. She then blocked the ice attack, skidding to the back of the truck and scraping against her arms. More chip damage. She cast her eyes to the oncoming herd of…wild trucks?

”Oh, my.” Karin said. Their new ally, who from what Karin had seen, had been fighting rather valiantly, had organized their extraction. ”We must make haste, Seekers!” She called out.

Karin was nothing if not stubborn, however, and would be among the last to retreat. Lacking much ranged capability, she had little means to support her allies once the retreat began. And with her grapple gun giving her high mobility, such a decision only made sense. It was also a matter of pride- a Kanzuki never flees from a battle. This would be her covering a withdrawal. Getting into a defensive stance, she staked her claim on the rearmost truck and prepared for her next move, whatever that may be.
i was hoping anslem would be the one throwing or smashing the barrel

otherwise we're just gonna be standing around with flaming torches like idiots
Aya flinched as the frog ribbited loudly. She had assumed he had a frog brain as well, and well, there was nothing to prove her otherwise yet anyway. Being right there as he hopped out of the bowl, the ambitious rogue spotted the commander's medal at the bottom of the bowl. "Why, for me? Thank you, Commander!" She said cheerily, snatching the shiny object up in a heartbeat. She slipped it into her pouch.

When she heard the zombies, Aya popped up into a standing position. "Son of a- quick, run!" Before she booked for the door, she span on her heel. "No, our money! Fight! Fight for the money!"

Her eyes flittered around the room in an instant. As they shambled up the stairs, she went into action. "I've drunk enough- get the wine on them!" She ordered one of the strapping men in the room. Then she scrambled to the campfire and lifted a burning branch from it, holding it by the non-flaming end. As soon as the wine was on the zombies she'd drop the flame on the alcohol and set them all on fire.

well
i mean
lets set em on fire right. we got a campfire right there and some wine

sooo lets do it

Level 7: 25/70
Word Count: ??
Location: The Under
Points Gained: 527
NEW EXP balance--- Level 7: 26/70



Jesse glanced at Nadia and glared, good-naturedly. “Just don’t try to devour anybody and we’re square.” She rolled her shoulder and glanced around the cavern.

...Bad side, huh. It’d be funny if I was giving off sinister vibes. I mean what was I gonna do, bake the man-eating monster a birthday cake?

Then some little guys came in. Just a couple of little guys. They shot a bunch of little pellets out, decrying the deaths of their demonstrably monstrous ‘friends’. Jesse suppressed a sympathy laugh.

They’re gonna pick on us? She asked, raising her eyebrows.

Obviously they weren’t a threat. Curiously, Jesse turned her upper body and raised her arm, letting one hit her side. Basically nothing. They were so powerless, it was funny. Poor little guys.

Sectonia immediately mind controlled them with that annoying Natash-whatever person that they killed a few days back. That earned a shrug from Jesse. If it works, right?

“Pick better friends.” Jesse advised them, and then continued onward.

Lagging behind a little bit to observe the scenery and checking for teleporting interlopers, she nonetheless caught most of the early information and all of the important stuff. It seemed they had once again run into a new ally. He seemed vaguely ominous, but, then again, so did Jesse, apparently. He also reminded her of the Gerudos in Gerudo Town.

“Alright, so. Three magic doodads into the magic key slots. Thanks…you.” She gave Ganondorf a thumbs up, not knowing his name. But given Nadia’s general demeanor and that she had met him first, she assumed everything was kosher. Also, the Knight seemed to be down, which was a good sign. Besides, where else would a giant monster be except behind a magically locked seal? Giant Black Egg. That’s where a giant monster would be.

“Hey, you know what’d be funny?” Jesse unholstered her Tool Gun and pointed it at the Black Egg. “If I just No Collide this egg, we can-” Polaris shimmered with warning, causing Jesse to point her Tool Gun up and away.

“Mmm. Mm–mm. Nope.” Jesse shook her head. “Polaris says no. I figured that’d be too easy, but we should really do this the right way.” Polaris shimmered around the edges of her vision again, imploring her to take the path to the Masks. “Let’s find what we need to find.” Jesse was prepared to go about this quest with somewhat of a detached approach. That she was just going to protect the Seekers. But with Polaris’ go-ahead, she was convinced the path suggested was the right one.

Thanks for the heads up. Hopefully you can show me what we need to know or do first. Polaris shimmered in agreement. Jesse wasn’t quite sure how Polaris perceived the world, but she knew at the very least, how to ward off corruptive Resonances.

“So, where to first?” Jesse said, looking to pick a direction and go. Whatever way they hadn’t gone yet. “If there’s Three Masks…well, it’d be nice if they were all in a convenient, straight line. We could grab them up in one go and then bring them back all at once. Guess we’ll just have to see.”
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