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3 mos ago
Current I saw a one-legged man at the ATM. He was checking his balance.
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4 mos ago
Where do bad rainbows go? To a prism. It's a light sentence, but it gives them time to reflect.
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4 mos ago
@LG aw hell yeah! Keepin my eye out for it for sure!
4 mos ago
How do you find Will Smith in the snow? You look for his fresh prints.
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5 mos ago
tfw the colonies have better healthcare than the mainland
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Location — Avalice Academy Plaza
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Most of the time, Caelum would often find himself exploring the wonders that interested him. The festivities he couldn’t help himself from noticing appeared like one of those things someone like him would delve into deeper. It appeared to feel like there was something to be found, something to know about, something magical to experience. But instead of doing any of that, despite his go-to actions suggesting otherwise, Caelum kept his place in the stands, feeling content watching.

His eyes had obviously kept their fixated gaze on the Miracle Seven (well six of them). They were everything he hoped they would be and more, but part of him felt disappointed in himself for not doing more. In the past when he thought about what it might be like to meet them, to see them in person, to possibly get the chance to talk to them, he always imagined he’d walk up to them with all the confidence of a true warrior and maybe make an impression on them. Perhaps it wasn’t much, but reality was not as exciting as the fantasies one entertained during sleepless nights.

As he could only gaze from afar, holding his sword tight and close to his person, Caelum looked up. At that exact moment, his heart was threatening to pound itself from his chest. Standing directly in front of him as if they were just any ordinary person, Ines the Silver, one of the strongest warriors in all of Genelogia and quite possibly someone so strong that she made Caelum look like a puny child unable to walk in a straight line, was just a few paces away from him.

Perking up immediately, a few stutters left Caelum’s lips. They were inaudible and completely unrecognizable within any language known to man. Coughing and taking in a relaxing, slow breath, Caelum gave it a second shot. “C-Caelum! My name is Caelum.” He managed to say without biting his own tongue. “Or if you m-mean my sword, it’s Stormbringer. My sword’s name is Stormbringer.” As he spoke, he gripped Stormbringer by the hilt with as much pride he could spare, given the state of his being right now.
I was a little busy today but I'll be getting up a post tomorrow!
They said they don't think they could keep up with the pace of posting. It's too bad but I understand.


A fair reason tbh. But it also sucks cause I really liked their character and was so close to proposing an adventure/rule-breaking squad with a few and Caelum.
Oh boy, Caelum is gonna be a wreck now that one of his idols is directly in front of him.
Posting orders can be a double-edged sword but generally, if someone wants to post but they can't because they have to wait for such and such to post, it can be a real motivation-killer. I think as long as people don't 1x1 it, letting people post when they can isn't bad. Let others get their shots in before the same people post again.






Location — Avalice Academy Plaza

For many sitting in the stalls, Caelum knew some of their dreams aligned with his own. For many, Caelum knew those mighty mages standing behind the headmaster was the dream. If he was wrong, he’ll find every single person he offended and apologize, but for this moment and for however long it’ll last, he savored it. Those six and the one who led Class-C, was the goal. Caelum wanted nothing more than to be someone respectful, someone powerful, someone who carried on his father’s will and made it to the highest position a graduate of this academy could obtain.

With that all-too-familiar, curious gleam in his eyes, the one that transformed Caelum from a carefree, often bumbling idiot that the majority of his peers knew him to be and into someone whose undivided attention was on the headmaster, Alphonse Augustine.

Those years when Caelum was old enough, his father told him about Alphonse. He told him about the headmaster’s power and how he truly was one of the good ones. Whenever he talked, everyone listened because he was one of the greatest wizards in the entire world and someone his father admired greatly. Despite his shortcomings, Caelum always got the impression that his father didn’t regret what became of him. And that was because of the teachings instilled in the instructors under the headmaster’s guidance.

Noting everything Alphonse said, his attention was drawn to the Miracle Seven once again. He found them intoxicating and so freaking cool. The way they all presented themselves and how, under Alphonse, they commanded jus as much admiration. Caelum didn’t know if it was the same from everyone else but he was in awe.

And, like all good things, the assembly came to an end. Frowning but not allowing himself to become a downer, Caelum was inspired now more than ever. Seeing those great figures lit something inside him. He knew he had a long way to go, but Caelum was ready to begin his journey to the Miracle Seven.

“They are truly amazing. The Miracle Seven are even better than the rumors.”
I fear our characters are in store for some quality suffering when the 1v1s come around.
Ya can't say he doesn't know how to make an entrance lol

Also

Whirlwind idiot.

I approve of this nickname!
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