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5 days ago
Current Man, the status bar almost showed a day-old status.
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6 days ago
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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11 days ago
That lull when you're tempted to join more RPs, but you know you better not.
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12 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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12 days ago
My cat is curled up in my hair and snoring in my ear.
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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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I suppose that means we're good to deploy, Xalt?



Trinity looked up from the bar as she heard footsteps nearing her. Ooh, it’s the candy recruit. ”Hi, Matthew. I’m Trinity. You’re right, I’m new. I just got my stamp, see?” She tugged at her collar to better show him. While her hand left the strings of her harp, it continued to play. The not-longer-wandering bard nodded to his questions, ”thanks, I’m glad you noticed. I’ve played for about as long as I can remember, it’s really fun.”

The golden and shimmering Energy Make construct, made of springs and rods of various sizes in a complicated shape, hovering over her shoulder, let her clearly hear the approach of someone from the kitchen, as the man came by with food for Matthew. Not hers, yet. She couldn’t help but ogle his plate, it looked delicious. “As for my magic-”

"Okay, so which one of you ordered the egg toast?"

”Yes, that was me.” Trinity raised her hand and turned to face the voice that had called. Hm. Something in the way he had said that... Had she used a name for the dish that wasn't recognized here? Maybe she should have asked for a menu.. Ah well. She turned back to Matthew, her hand returning seamlessly to playing her instrument herself, ”Did you see? It’s called Bard’s Legerdemain, and this,” she motioned to the construct over her shoulder, ”I made with Maker magic.
That would be insane. xD
Yumeiko can innately interact with spirits because she's a spirit fox. Miyuki is certainly old enough to have developed such an ability.
Yumeiko no Akame no Kami

Location: Unit #407
Interactions: @Xaltwind Miyuki

It was about six in the morning when Yumeiko stepped out from the shrine grounds, beyond the torii gate at the far end of the foyer in room 407. One could swear they could see the outside through the door, but it was closed behind her quickly. Maintaining a shrine all by herself was tough work.

The five-tailed fox woman stepped into her room from the foyer and shed the traditional red and white clothing in favor of something a little more relaxed and modern. A nice skirt, just over her knees, and a cute button-up blouse looked nice in the mirror.

As seven o'clock hit, Yumeiko was letting herself into Miyuki's room, ready for a certain task she was especially suited for. The spirit fox approached the vanity she knew would house Miyuki's grooming supplies and relieved what she needed, before coming to the bed and the other fox. With great care, Yumeiko laid down and started to comb the elder fox’s tails.

With regular maintenance, grooming them could be done rather quickly each day. It was when you let them go for any more than two days that the process started taking a long time, again. If she kept track of which was which, she could do five one day and four another, and if she was smooth enough about it, she could avoid waking her. Let the Kyuubi sleep.


Stratya Durmand

Time:
25th,
Location: Carriage and Pinebrook
Attire: Very Light Armor Set
Family Dirk +Crest
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Stratya had a basket of baked goods left over from that morning with her in the carriage. She’d been sharing with Stewart on the ride over. She had been informed that there would be a great many accommodations available at the campsite, and that she wouldn’t need to be prepared to rough it. The news had been somewhat disappointing, but perhaps that was best, as Clearwell had given her a nice stack of paperwork that she needed to put her own eyes and pen on. She’d probably end up doing it just before bed.

She had, however, brought her zweihander, stowed with a small bindle of personal items and a bow and arrow. Her dirk continued to decorate her hip, and it had been joined on her other hip by her swordbreaker.

There was something specific, as well. A report from that very morning, in fact, while she had been at Drake’s party. It had her own seal on it, so James must have written it, himself. Handed directly to her. Clearwell had discussed the incident with her very briefly, and she’d furnished him with the means to do what he needed, and a fine payment for the aid they’d managed to secure. He hadn’t said much more, only enough to impress on her the need to pay the aid.

The carriage came to a halt and Stratya gathered her basket and bindle and sword and disembarked. The cord rested in her hand at her shoulder, with the basket held effortlessly in her elbow like she’d done it a thousand times before. The large sword was tied up in the bindle cord to keep it secured, and fit well on her back. She had no intention of drawing it just then, of course. If a bear showed up, she could handle it. Unlikely, but possible. As an army officer, she felt responsible for the safety of those she was with. That feeling doubled when she laid eyes on him.

That’s a dead man.

The scar at his neck. She couldn’t tell easily if it went all the way around or not. It sure seemed like it did. That was his head on top of that body, moving, speaking, looking. Was he thinking? Or did it just look that way, was he a puppet of some kind? Wait, his head. What had she done with his- the morgue.

Puzzle this out later. You're obvious when you're alerted.

She snapped herself out of her thoughtful daze and excused herself as needing rest from a busy week. Not a total lie. Was she the only one here that would notice? She didn’t see anyone she could confirm this with here, yet. Captain Stratya Durmand felt a familiar dread creep into her mind as she let herself be herded into the pavilion. She leaned herself against one of the support posts, resting her zweihander on the ground and leaning similarly into herself. The basket of bread still hung on her arm.
Correct! Because silver has anti-"evil" properties.

Oh, right. Yumeiko would definitely ask for ghost help in her games. xD
@Kuro That's been a question asked a few times, now. I think it just keeps getting buried. I wanna know, too!

Also, don't be afraid to visit your local spirit medium~
How many gamer nerds we got so far? Yumeiko's gonna get brought into the 21st century.
You can always try a variant of the thing. Yumeiko is specifically a golden spirit fox, while Miyuki is a Kyuubi, for example.
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