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Pew pew laser fight, right off the bat!
Pew pew laser fight, right off the bat!
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STATUS: That lull when you're tempted to join more RPs, but you know you better not. 1 day ago
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That lull when you're tempted to join more RPs, but you know you better not.
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If I slide my arms under him, he loves it, but if I pick him up, he hates it.
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My cat is curled up in my hair and snoring in my ear.
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Learning the vocab of a new script can be a pain. At least BBCode syntax is simple.
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Remember to hydrate, eat, sleep, and breathe. Find your center and then move forward.
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Bio
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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Burth, couldn't you have just edited your last post?
Ah, a new person.
"Nngh, Gods, what?"
Starla Stratos curled her legs under her body, pulled her blankets over her head before she pushed herself up to kneel, stretching her arms back and popping a few of her joints. "Damnit. I was dreamin'..."
With a groan and a huff, the Madronean jumped down from her top bunk. A golden crystal hung around her neck, matching her hair. She dressed quickly, in under a minute, before she jogged from her sleeping quarters to her gunner station.
The gunner crewperson jumped down into her seat, wiggling in and getting comfortable as she flipped switches to bring her manual targetting online. She could see the enemy, a ship about their size. Launching fighters, which means she would be on point defense first.
She cycled through her available weapons, settling on the plasma beam. It was just waiting for the enemy to get in range, then, before she would unleash blazing beamy death upon their assailants.
Starla Stratos curled her legs under her body, pulled her blankets over her head before she pushed herself up to kneel, stretching her arms back and popping a few of her joints. "Damnit. I was dreamin'..."
With a groan and a huff, the Madronean jumped down from her top bunk. A golden crystal hung around her neck, matching her hair. She dressed quickly, in under a minute, before she jogged from her sleeping quarters to her gunner station.
The gunner crewperson jumped down into her seat, wiggling in and getting comfortable as she flipped switches to bring her manual targetting online. She could see the enemy, a ship about their size. Launching fighters, which means she would be on point defense first.
She cycled through her available weapons, settling on the plasma beam. It was just waiting for the enemy to get in range, then, before she would unleash blazing beamy death upon their assailants.
Trinity Stratos
"Haha, yes, Fleo. I said escort." While the minstrel watched the dust mage eat her breakfast, her ear caught her name called from the counter. She bade Fleo wait just a moment, giving a giggle at her camera shenanigans before she ran and got- oh, he upgraded her! A whole bagel sandwich! Two eggs and bacon and- mmm! She gave the server a tip and skittered back to Fleo. She took a nice bite of her sandwich and lead the way out of the hotel, waiting until they were out of earshot to begin.
She swallowed her second bite, licking a bit of ketchup off her lip before she took a breath, finding the words for a moment, "Mmnn... I guess I'll just say it. So there's a dark guild from Minstrel trying to kidnap me for my magic. All I knew before was that I was hiding from someone, and what they wanted." She turned the hand holding the bagel so she could look at the back of it. "They already knew my face. Or, at least, he did. Mr. Kregor... Ryan Kregor, of Nightshade Silphium. But, well, now that he's found me and knows my guild, I guess I don't have a reason to hide it anymore."
It was actually quite worrying, it was no small guild. She took another bite of her breakfast sandwich.
Yar har fiddle-ee dee, bein' a pirate is alright with meeeeee
*picks up and pets the Caits ball*
Hmmm. Who is the Lugu waiting on?
It's day four. Pretty sure.
Get yourself an english muffin and fry up some egg and cheese. Ketchup optional.
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