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12 hrs ago
Current Mecha anime? Bang Bang! Bravern! and GaoGaiGar, and Gurren Lagann. Gundam, of course. Macross. And let's not forget. The BattleTech Saturday Morning Cartoon.
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6 days ago
That lull when you're tempted to join more RPs, but you know you better not.
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6 days ago
If I slide my arms under him, he loves it, but if I pick him up, he hates it.
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7 days ago
My cat is curled up in my hair and snoring in my ear.
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8 days ago
Learning the vocab of a new script can be a pain. At least BBCode syntax is simple.
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I'm a generally chill gremlin that can be kinda particular. I grew up with plenty of electronics and video games, mostly with games like Final Fantasy, Zelda, and StarCraft. I like to blend magic and technology in my writing, bringing fantasy into space and sci-fi.

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Of all of them, he's not afraid of the slime Queen? I suppose they probably wrote notes back and forth
How about a god with necromantic domain? I'm just being hypothetical, now.
The god. Cause she can go out in moonlight and all that, so I wondered
Yumeiko no Akame no Kami

Location: Building #1; Ground Floor; Lobby → Courtyard
Interactions: @Red Wizard Ryū
Mentions: Rebecca @Massasauga, Khalid @Lugubrious, Iris [BunniesOfDoom], Theria @Dragonydas, Max @LupusIntus

As the two of them passed through the lobby, though the sacred sense she possessed, she felt a.. chill, unlike anything she’d ever felt before. It made her fur stand, it made her uneasy. Luckily, they were only passing through, but she couldn’t help but look at the room as they went as her paws click-clacked across the flood. A man, a woman, Max, and Theria. The feeling she was getting couldn’t have been coming from Theria or Max, right? So what was up with these two new faces? She couldn’t tell from here and didn’t feel particularly compelled to stay and figure it out. Besides, she was busy. She sat at the door and waited for Ryū to come and open it for her, ”My true form is somewhere between, actually. I find my human body has better hands, and feeling things on your skin is pretty nice, too.”

Once she was let out into the light of the Sun the magnificence of her fur while illuminated seemed to transfix the dragon, stunning her to her surroundings. A young woman in tatters was trying to get past, and desperately trying to conceal herself as she did. Politely, Yumeiko looked away and cleared her throat.

Ryu was controlling herself quite well, despite the urge to touch the soft, golden fur of Yumeiko’s pelt being almost palpable to the fox at a distance. The fox grinned internally, “yes, you may touch me now.” The warmth of the Sun had a certain touch against her fur, gave her a certain radiance, and Ryū seemed to fully appreciate it. Though she did not directly serve Amaterasu, the Sun Goddess shone her brilliance even here.

”You are a very large dragon, are you?” Ryū had said something about not fitting in even the courtyard, she turned to look about. She wouldn’t fit in this space? “Such a grand and powerful figure you must be.”
Hey, does/would Velvet get along with Tsukuyomi? I had a thought.
Ey, that's great! I'll whip something up after work.
At least he wasn't wearing a trilby and calling it a fedora.
Well, how about @Red Wizard? You were talking about posting, weren't ya?

Not trying to rush you, mind.
It's all good. Get you better
A fox-like ear flicked about to face John Tyrell before the woman it was attached to could turn her head or body to find the source of the voice, which she did, “ah, heard me, did you?” Her tail twitched, a little embarrassed. Lay’arra accepted the handshake happily, her own grip firm. “Lay’arra. Thanks for the welcome.” Call sign? Hmm.

She eyed his mech as he pointed it out, “heh, no frills, but I bet everything works. The A/C in my old bucket o’ bolts likes to go out on me. Maybe I can finally get that fixed..” the fox-like woman turned and pointed to her painted Lynx-DRGN. Even as she spoke, she seemed prideful, “my Violet Dragoon’s seen better days, but that’s what you get on Grael II.” No one recognized the local name for the planet, she’d learned that already. “I’ll probably have to spend some time with the engineering team.”

“Hey, that’s not a bad call sign. Dragoon,” the Anhur woman rubbed a thumb lightly under her chin, seeming satisfied with herself. “We didn’t really have call signs back in the salvage teams. Guess they were never that worried about bandits investigating anyone." The young woman turned from gazing at her head from gazing at her mech to look at John, "you must be from some proper military somewhere, then?"

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