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I'm starting to think Arms Slave and Fern will NEVER get along xD
Arrayah
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STATUS: I'm back! Yeah. Let's go. Getting back into the swing of things. And all that stuff. 8 yrs ago
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Hello all who have deigned to grace my profile with their presence! I am the great Arrayah, lord of the Phoenix. Or something. I don't know.
Anyways, bio. As of writing this, I am a 23 year old female. I am married. I own two dogs (a Dalmatian and a Labrador... so cliche). I work from home. I like crafty stuff and games. I used to be an MMORPG girl, but have since moved on to things like Minecraft and Ark as well as Rimworld and Dwarf Fortress. Who knows what's next?
I love writing, but only get to roleplaying a few times every couple years. Unfortunately, life gets in the way. I'm starting to have more time lately, and thought it'd be fine to start it up again. We'll see how it goes, but hopefully I stick around this time.
I was on the old RPGuild, so you may recognize my name. If so, hello again! If not, maybe we'll have lots of fun together. If I've been online recently, and you're interested in doing an RP, feel free to PM me. I'm almost always interested in 1x1s as long as I don't have too many going on. Check some of my old threads to see my rules, or pm me if that's too much hassle.
Long live the Phoenix Queen. Or something or other.
Anyways, bio. As of writing this, I am a 23 year old female. I am married. I own two dogs (a Dalmatian and a Labrador... so cliche). I work from home. I like crafty stuff and games. I used to be an MMORPG girl, but have since moved on to things like Minecraft and Ark as well as Rimworld and Dwarf Fortress. Who knows what's next?
I love writing, but only get to roleplaying a few times every couple years. Unfortunately, life gets in the way. I'm starting to have more time lately, and thought it'd be fine to start it up again. We'll see how it goes, but hopefully I stick around this time.
I was on the old RPGuild, so you may recognize my name. If so, hello again! If not, maybe we'll have lots of fun together. If I've been online recently, and you're interested in doing an RP, feel free to PM me. I'm almost always interested in 1x1s as long as I don't have too many going on. Check some of my old threads to see my rules, or pm me if that's too much hassle.
Long live the Phoenix Queen. Or something or other.
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Oh god. Lunchbox or not that poor puppy!
Also, fluufffff such cute cute fluff. I mean. Red's a traitor still, but AWWWWWWWWWWwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww
Also, fluufffff such cute cute fluff. I mean. Red's a traitor still, but AWWWWWWWWWWwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww
Lucius Cypher said
Can't play Deep Ground until your 13, but yeah, he is a bit fight happy. Still, get to know him and you'd find that he just likes to fight, and makes up morality to make the fight more fun. After all, now Tender Fern is emotionally invested into the battle, which makes every fight between the two all the more interesting! Depending on how things look between Arms Slave and the Yellow King, Donny might take some time to walk around. Might even run into Lucy!
I meant the 5 year old thing as a metaphor? Simile. I don't know. Not literal.
But not you too xD
Apparently this is becoming a thing.
Oh gosh. Now it's an OTP
What have I started!
What have I started!
YandereNoodle said
I'll ship Fern and Arms Slave.
What D:
But he's insane and just destroyed her city xD
OMG What if he's just a 5 year old and that's how he shows he likes someone...
TheWindel said
Whooo! Go girl, go! But, ah, just for a heads up, if she's planning on confronting the Student President, I'm afraid to inform that Yoshino has left the building. Collab posts and all.And yes, we are totally shipping people. Everyone, break out your pirate hats cause the fleet is sailing.
Nah she isn't, just decided to be rebel for an hour xD
And I do love shipping people! But there's only one so far D: That's no good. We need to come up with more.
Aw thank you! Phew!
Finally got a post up.
Finally got a post up.
Another under the breath comment, "Why would I be joking?"
Then she raised her voice and spoke sweetly, hoping to erase the damage she'd done. "Of course I'm not serious. I understand why we are all here and what we are trying to do. Obviously, hurting your son would not benefit that goal."
It was quiet for a few minutes while she stared at her food, seething. She did not want to answer the King's questions because certainly it would just cause another reaction like the one to her earlier comment. Kiara had never been one for court politics, and with the very little sleep she was running on, she had even less patience for them than usual.
Even so, she opened her mouth to respond. Her tone was the same as before, though her words were not. "It's hilarious to me that you should act as if you care how he treats me. I'm sure that he has done nothing that you would not approve of, of course, besides the fact that he has not yet arrived to this farce of a meal." She looked up now, her eyes cold as she stared right at the man who had caused so much death in her country.
"I don't see why we should pretend that I don't know what you want from me and what you want from your son. I'm supposed to be a meek little wife that can be controlled, lest I use my voice to destroy your precious country. Sorry to disappoint, but it will never happen."
And then, for just a moment, her eyes softened. "But Prince Lamont may yet live up to your expectations. He is considering learning to fight, just as you wish."
Then she raised her voice and spoke sweetly, hoping to erase the damage she'd done. "Of course I'm not serious. I understand why we are all here and what we are trying to do. Obviously, hurting your son would not benefit that goal."
It was quiet for a few minutes while she stared at her food, seething. She did not want to answer the King's questions because certainly it would just cause another reaction like the one to her earlier comment. Kiara had never been one for court politics, and with the very little sleep she was running on, she had even less patience for them than usual.
Even so, she opened her mouth to respond. Her tone was the same as before, though her words were not. "It's hilarious to me that you should act as if you care how he treats me. I'm sure that he has done nothing that you would not approve of, of course, besides the fact that he has not yet arrived to this farce of a meal." She looked up now, her eyes cold as she stared right at the man who had caused so much death in her country.
"I don't see why we should pretend that I don't know what you want from me and what you want from your son. I'm supposed to be a meek little wife that can be controlled, lest I use my voice to destroy your precious country. Sorry to disappoint, but it will never happen."
And then, for just a moment, her eyes softened. "But Prince Lamont may yet live up to your expectations. He is considering learning to fight, just as you wish."
So I'm perfectly aware that Lucy is probably breaking the rules by not wearing her uniform.
And aw kawaiiiiiiiiiiii. Are we already shipping people? :3
And aw kawaiiiiiiiiiiii. Are we already shipping people? :3
It was gone. All of it. Everything she had spent her entirety in DGO working for, destroyed. Tender Fern stood on a building just past the border of Green Territory and stared at the crater that held nothing but dissolutions. She'd tried so hard to defend the hall, to protect her guild members, but when the shadow of a huge coin covered the city, Fern had fled. She could have stayed, continued to fight, and died like the rest, but what if there was some reason she needed to get back into the game before probation was up? She couldn't risk it. So instead, she'd run, barely making it out of the zone in time. For a few minutes, she'd just stared, unable to comprehend.
And then the grief hit her. Despite all efforts, the Mayhem Riders had won. Even with the other Kings, the Rangers had not had enough strength to protect their home and now it was gone. Rebuilding it was possible, but would take all of their efforts to do. Was it worth it? How could she justify the repairs when they were in the middle of war and woefully unprepared? More importantly why had the Strykers done it? This wasn't something that was done. Sure, the guilds attacked each other, but it was mostly pvp, they tended not to care about buildings. Why had Moon Rider wanted to destroy the Green City so badly? And how had she controlled the dissolutions that now populated it? Dropping to her knees, Fern wished that the Kings had not been killed, wished that things could go back to the way they were, and wished that she had not inherited the responsibility of the Rangers.
One breath, and then another. Tender Fern stood once more, a look of determination on her covered face. She'd meant what she said. The Fanged Rangers would not be defeated so easily. They may not have their home any longer, but they still had each other. More so, they had the alliance and a duty to take down the Black King and her Strykers. For today, they were out of the fight, but they would be back tomorrow, and Moon Rider would see just what a mistake she had made for they no longer had anything to lose.
Goodbye, Tender Fern - Green King
Lucy awoke in her bed and for a few moments she forgot where she was. It was always like that upon leaving D.G.O. She'd never once gotten used to the sensation of waking up in a different world. Almost as if she'd been living a dream. It didn't last, though, and soon she was up, changing her clothing, and slamming the door to her room behind her. The Rangers would want revenge, but that wasn't Lucy's goal. No. What she wanted was for it to end, to be able to rebuild her city without fear of another attack, to go on helping players without interference of some war to stop her. It was time that everyone learned just who the Rangers were, who she was, and that they would not stay down for long. It was time that they saw just how hard it was to break the Green King. It was time that the Fanged Rangers be known for strength and willpower more than neutrality.
Instead of the typical uniform that she always wore on campus, Lucy stomped down the halls in a forest green dress, her blond hair tied up with a jade bow, a kelly green scarf around her neck. She'd grabbed the only things she had in the color knowing that none of it matched. It didn't matter because it just wasn't the point. Instead, it was to make a statement. It was dangerous, stupid even, to let people know her identity, but it needed to be done. She could hear the whisper, the speculations s as she passed students in the hall on her way to where she suspected her guild members would be.
That's right, she thought. You know exactly who I am.
The girl who'd always been invisible was no longer.
And then the grief hit her. Despite all efforts, the Mayhem Riders had won. Even with the other Kings, the Rangers had not had enough strength to protect their home and now it was gone. Rebuilding it was possible, but would take all of their efforts to do. Was it worth it? How could she justify the repairs when they were in the middle of war and woefully unprepared? More importantly why had the Strykers done it? This wasn't something that was done. Sure, the guilds attacked each other, but it was mostly pvp, they tended not to care about buildings. Why had Moon Rider wanted to destroy the Green City so badly? And how had she controlled the dissolutions that now populated it? Dropping to her knees, Fern wished that the Kings had not been killed, wished that things could go back to the way they were, and wished that she had not inherited the responsibility of the Rangers.
One breath, and then another. Tender Fern stood once more, a look of determination on her covered face. She'd meant what she said. The Fanged Rangers would not be defeated so easily. They may not have their home any longer, but they still had each other. More so, they had the alliance and a duty to take down the Black King and her Strykers. For today, they were out of the fight, but they would be back tomorrow, and Moon Rider would see just what a mistake she had made for they no longer had anything to lose.
Goodbye, Tender Fern - Green King
Lucy awoke in her bed and for a few moments she forgot where she was. It was always like that upon leaving D.G.O. She'd never once gotten used to the sensation of waking up in a different world. Almost as if she'd been living a dream. It didn't last, though, and soon she was up, changing her clothing, and slamming the door to her room behind her. The Rangers would want revenge, but that wasn't Lucy's goal. No. What she wanted was for it to end, to be able to rebuild her city without fear of another attack, to go on helping players without interference of some war to stop her. It was time that everyone learned just who the Rangers were, who she was, and that they would not stay down for long. It was time that they saw just how hard it was to break the Green King. It was time that the Fanged Rangers be known for strength and willpower more than neutrality.
Instead of the typical uniform that she always wore on campus, Lucy stomped down the halls in a forest green dress, her blond hair tied up with a jade bow, a kelly green scarf around her neck. She'd grabbed the only things she had in the color knowing that none of it matched. It didn't matter because it just wasn't the point. Instead, it was to make a statement. It was dangerous, stupid even, to let people know her identity, but it needed to be done. She could hear the whisper, the speculations s as she passed students in the hall on her way to where she suspected her guild members would be.
That's right, she thought. You know exactly who I am.
The girl who'd always been invisible was no longer.
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