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7 yrs ago
hello there friends I like ice cream
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7 yrs ago
not gonna be around from the 12th to the 17th of august 2017
8 yrs ago
dying under exams so please pardon the lack of posting
8 yrs ago
I'm back and that's that
9 yrs ago
Pulling out from roleplays for a while, hopefully not for too long

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I completely didn't forget about this rp, no sir, no sireee I am not an utter butt with the attention span of a goldfish
Shanon

Shanon didn’t like the dying man; something about him put her on edge and want to tear him apart. But her friends were using him at the moment and none of them seemed to be in danger, but still Shanon kept a pair of eyes on the dying man as he was interrogated. She was certain he was going to die soon.

“FUCK you!” A shout from her right.

Shanon snapped herself to attention to the shout to see Wolfe and Hirsch talking to each other about something just out of her hearing. When their discussion was over She watched as Wolfe left Hirsch to speak with Natasha, but it was the worried look on Hirschs face that caught most of Shanons attention. Shanon watched them for a moment trying to gauge them and figure out how the pair of them were feeling.

After coming to a conclusion Shanon huffed and creaked when she stood up. She thanked Twain once more for sewing her tears close and shuffled over towards Hirsch.

“Is Wolfe friend and Hirsch friend okay?” She was frowning with worry. “Wolfe friend look like making Monster Thoughts.”
Mac and Cheese

“Just send them an e-mail or something for the stuff you need, it’s what I’ve been doing.” Mac looked over to Drake as he explained. “Or ask one of the Moogles to grab stuff for you.”

“Take it you finally finished the email?” Cheese rolled her eyes as she looked over the information on display.

After saying he had, Mac and Cheese then shared look that ended with Cheese indicating towards the Emperor. Mac got the message.

“uh, Emperor Michael.” Mac stepped up towards him and moved a little away from the others. “Mind if I have a word with you. In private? There’re one or two things I want to talk about.”

Meanwhile Cheese was more concerned with the Witches and the sources of power the Magical Girls made use of. Overall the whole idea of it didn’t sound ridiculous to Cheese. In fact, looking over the files in front of her it seemed a decent system. It was the affect the Witches had on the surrounding humans that made Cheese play with her braid in thought; the shields she had made were more for physical damage not magical.

“Why would you want to destroy the incubators?” Cheese turned another page and continued to read about the Witches Barriers. “They provide a service for a cost and it’s all laid out fairly so it’s not as if they’re doing anything wrong. There’s not really any reason why we should stop them.”

“Even in my world humans can produce a lot of energy, it’s why changelings are even a thing to begin with.” Cheese set down the file as she explained. “Humans can’t use it normally so the Incubators might as well put it to some use.”
Busy all this week so I cant garuntee a post im afraid :(
no probs dude, also I'll get a posty sorted this weekend :3
if anyone wants to bump into either Mac or Cheese and collab just gimme a shout
Charles Balderdash


Charles tried hard not to grimace at the sight of the cultist being forced to life and became increasingly concerned when cracks began to form across the man’s face. He looked like he could shatter at any moment even with Vaughtar attempting to hold him together.
“Right, well then.” Charles clapped his hands together and rubbed them vigorously, trying to get some feeling back into his fingers. “Best we think of a view questions quickly then before he expires on us, or falls apart.”

He took a few steps closer and knelt beside Vaughtar to get a better look at the man. With pen and paper ready Charles thought of his first question.

“First off: what’s your name? You’ve got a name haven’t you, or should we just call you ‘Mister freeze-pop? Though I suppose that could get to be a bit of a mouthful in the break room.”

Charles had a friendly smile plastered on his face. Specifically, the one that street performers use to try and lure in tourists.

“Moving on. What were you saying just now? Were you here trying to capture someone or were you part of all this…” He gestured around the ruined room at large but pausing slightly over the scuffed circles they had been examining. “Either way we can help if you just tell us a few things.”
I'll get a posty up this weekend :)
Mac


The break room was surprisingly empty when Mac wondered in. But honestly he was somewhat glad for it as it left the best sofa, the one next to the plug sockets, completely free to lounge across. Being the first team back they’d been told to pretty much stay out of the way until they were either a) asked for, or b) the other teams returned. Mac had been all too happy to oblige as he had a few things to catch up with.

Once settled in comfortably lengthways across the sofa Mac opened his laptop and resumed what he been doing before the mission: staring at an email. The email in question was from one of his and Cheese’s friends back on their world who had even taken the time to take pictures of the various things that had happened while they were away. The problem for Mac currently though was that he had no idea what to write.

‘How are you?’ The words on the screen taunted him.

Mac stretched and drew in a breath without the foggiest of how to answer the question.

“Anyone around?” He called out. “Trying to write a letter and haven’t got any idea of what to say.”

Cheese


Cheese was in her room sat on the floor surrounded by various objects both mundane and somewhat bizarre. Here with her wings unfolded and small orbs of magic casting soft light around the room Cheese was happily at peace as she crafted her spells.
From a small box beside her Cheese pulled out a memory and applied it to a candle turning it’s flame a vibrant red. Cheese waited a moment before plucking the flame from the candle wick and held it up to a light to examine the spells quality. Held between her thumb and index finger the flame had solidified and looked almost like a sweet. With a satisfied murmur and a nod Cheese placed the flame into a little bag beside her with the others.

Cheese reached back into the box only to find that she had run out of the memories she need to make that spell. She frowned into its depths as she thought of what she could make with the ingredients she had. Cheese then frowned some more having realised that those lucky charms had taken more of her ingredients than she had realised.

“Guess it’s back to the very basic stuff” Cheese sighed as she pulled a few more candles and cups towards her.

She also wondered when the other teams would be back, out of all of them Cheese very much wanted to see Taka, Mai and Ryteb the most to help her make more spells. The three of them were the youngest on the team, except V2 of course, and all reasonably gifted with magic. Children had the brightest hearts and the most active imaginations perfect for making spells with.
Mac and Cheese

Cheese couldn’t resist squirming a little, a twitch of the finger and a shiver down her spine, when ripples of magic crashed against her like fiery pin-pricks. She supposed it was part of the other teams battle somewhere nearby and that it was a large one at that.

“Anything from the others?” Cheese faced Mac.

Resting against a countertop to steady himself Mac pulled out his phone, surprised that he still had signal to the ship in the old building. Now if only the same happened in his world.

“Nope, why do you ask?”

“Just wondering.” She eyed the amount of metal around with distaste.

“Need any help with anything?” Mac asked after Judah had left. “Packing your things or closing up the shop?”

No doubt with all of them chipping in they could be on their way back pretty soon.

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