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I'm going to try my hand at drawing my gf as a Pokemon trainer with her six favourite Pokemon for valentine's/our anniversary. Wish me luck!
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I'm going to try my hand at drawing my gf as a Pokemon trainer with her six favourite Pokemon for valentine's/our anniversary. Wish me luck!
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Got a drawing tablet, time to draw porn
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Seeing actual bushfire footage looks straight out of Hell... It moves so quickly and so powerfully, literally the trees just ignite. You firefighters are absolute legends, but please, don't die.
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HAPPY NEW YEAR FROM THE FUTURE! LOVE, AUSTRALIA
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Today ain't Christmas, it's garbage day!
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T H E N E R D / T H E L E G E N D
You are the wind at my back and the sword at my side;
D E L T A 4 4
together, my love, we shall build a peaceful world.
F A N B O Y O F F I R E E M B L E M
Just you...
S H I P P E R O F C H R O B I N
and me.
Welcome to my little personal den of Hell! Sorry, sorry, I meant my personal profile. Same thing, right?
I'm a roleplayer, same as any around here. I've been doing it for about five years now, coming up to six in September. Its been quite the time, thinking back. I started out fresh as can be, understanding the basics of writing but never quite knowing how to become better, or become as great as those around me. In the end, I did the only thing I really knew at the time:
Write as much garbage as possible and hope for the best!
As you can see, that particular tactic fucking failed. Jokes aside, I like to think I've developed a lot over the years, both as a writer and as a person. However, absolutely nothing can dissuade my weeaboo ways and supporting my OTP with all that I can freaking muster! If you haven't already guessed, said OTP is Chrom x Robin (Chrobin) from Fire Emblem: Awakening. Highly recommend the game, there's a reason (other than nintendo's cheapskate attitude) that it hasn't dropped in price, it's honestly the best place to start off in the series. And hey, maybe you'll end up addicted like me and want to buy every game on the 3DS like a fucking loony?
Speaking of loonies, the Fire Emblem Chrobin Comic Dub Project has recently finished, so for those of you who also appreciate the best ship in existence, I highly recommend it. Hell, even if you're not interested in that, I do highly recommend watching it for those into fantasy love stories. The quality improves drastically with each episode, so trust me when I say by the end of it you should be thoroughly impressed. It has helped motivate me in ways I can hardly describe with words, and so I thought the least I could do was put this out there. Maybe it's not for everyone, but I know it was the perfect thing for me.
"Do you think you can tip any of the scales in here?" "Chrom, for the love of Naga, I'm thinking..."
"So I heard."
"There are better places to take a nap than on the ground, you know."
There is a universe. No-one knows it's name, where gravity wasn't strong enough to bind matter together and no stars formed. And because no stars formed, no stars exploded. And because no stars exploded, no planets came about. And because no planets came about, there was no life.
There's another universe, no one knows it's name, where gravity was strong enough and did light the stars and planets came about and boy, they were gorgeous, planets in perpetual winter, planets in perpetual summer, planets that could rival the Garden of Eden and no bloody snakes! And on one of them, eventually, complex life evolved and one of the species developed large brains learned things like manners and dabbing, when they looked up at the stars and wonder what they were doing here. You called them octopuses, I suppose. Gosh, they were clever, for octopuses, and one of them, several million years in, almost wrote something in ink on the seafloor, a message to its friend. And the message almost read: "Hi! How are you?" And a few millennia later, space folder back on itself and, you get the idea. Goodbye Octopi.
There's another universe, where life formed on every planet, in every solar system, and it was carbon-based, it was silicon based, it was made of crystals and water and plasma, it was made of quantum fields and light, and everything was alive, everything was doing a boogie, and it was everybody's birthday, everyday, relatively, and everyone got presents, and they had over a trillion languages, some written down, some only spoken, some conducted telepathically, and they bought a galactic civilization together, as a perfect unity, sharing stories, sharing technology, speaking a common tongue, understanding everything about how the cosmos been put together. And finally, when everything was sorted, the galaxies were arranged into perfect geometric formations, transmitting pure love, and wisdom, and birthday greetings to all species in the universe, for all time. Papercuts never happened, coke came in glass bottles, no one even remembered the word for war, everything was beautiful and nothing hurt.
And yet, for a quirk in their evolution, because resources weren't scarce enough on the planets these species developed on, not a single creature in the universe was conscious. Food was eaten and no-one enjoyed it. Movies were released, and there was no laughing, or crying. No-one chuckled at a joke. Ever. Space collapsed back on itself, eventually, and there hadn't been a single moment of sentience in the entire history of creation.
There's another universe, where the strong force is too strong the weak force is too weak and nothing forms. Another, where life develops too late when the Stars have all gone beyond the light boundary and there's nothing to even see. Another with too many dimensions. Another with not enough. Another where time goes in the opposite direction, and species begin as gods, and wind backwards to cells, and never learn to survive. Another that only lasts milliseconds, and collapses in on itself, and heads straight back to oblivion. And that's how it just might be, across all possible universes, across all possible space times. Problems with the laws of nature, not enough resources, missteps in evolution. An atlas of dead-ends.
Then again, there is one exception.
There's another universe, a big one, where life is rare, where intelligent life is very rare indeed, the stars are very distant from each other, the laws of nature are very complex, it's extremely lonely for any species developing, and most never even develop at all, but somewhere, we believe, is a planet where the oceans are vast, and the climate is varied. Where the smartest species on the planet may have developed just the right mix of ambition and kindness. And if you were to travel there, to this unbelievably rare statistical anomaly, to this impossibly lucky planet, where evolution, biology, chemistry, nae, the laws of physics themselves have come together to create sentient intelligent life, you may be able to catch the native inhabitants singing for joy. Of what an impossibly lucky, and rare position they find themselves in. It is a chant of gratitude, a ritual of showing appreciation for ending up in perhaps the one universe, in the one solar system, on the one planet with all the basic ingredients for intelligent, conscious life.
Thank you both for the warm wishes, it really means a lot c: Past few months were rough, and I can't say I could guarantee starting this up again would happen sometime soon, as I start University in 4 days. However, it has definitely been on my mind, now that I understand my brain and myself a little better. If I do give it another roll/continue a little further in time, I will be sure to tag everyone so they all know, yourselves included ^-^
To the south, closest to the white path, a plume of smoke rises into the sky, softly strangling the colour out with the wisps of gentle white. To the west, a noticeably larger volume of smoke, contrasting the blue and red above with a distressed grey that tore between the yellow and green paths. And of course, to the southwest, the most noticeable of all, was the flames of destruction that seemingly spread from nothing. It was just beyond the green path, raging with intensity.
Suddenly, all students with a phone receive a text from an unknown number. "This text is a hint - whoever figures out what to do will receive an instant pass for this test. Those that do not will be judged based on their rescue." A second text comes a few seconds later. "Your test has begun. The flames are your time limit. See if you can beat the blaze before it's too late. Good luck, Heroes. Oh, and one last thing..."
With that, the students are left to make their move. The test has finally begun.
Quirk: Black-And-White
Koumori's plan was simple enough, but the situation called for simplicity. Without any extra information to go by, they would have to play things safe until they could determine what the best course of action was. Having Koumori scout from behind while Akeno and herself flanked at the front wasn't a bad idea, and would allow them to maximise their talents and Quirks if the situation called for it. "I have no problems with it." She answers quite simply, nodding in agreement. They would have to adjust based on how things went, which was a bit annoying, but far from doing the impossible. She preferred having a plan if she could help it, always one to try and be a step ahead even if she was never quite smart enough to justify doing so. It was like an itch that wouldn't stop scratching; what could possibly be in store for them?
Azuki didn't have to wait long to find out. The explosion and subsequent fire took the emitter completely by surprise. Reflexively she turned to see if Koumori was OK. The explosion was distant, so it probably wouldn't end up being as frightening as Kiko's gunshots, but nevertheless there was cause for concern. "Excuse me, Yakkaimori, are you OK?" She spoke quickly, obviously quite shocked herself but managing to hold herself together for the most part. Jigokuraku sure liked to kick things off with a bang...
The text messages also came as a surprise - short and, in some way, cryptic. They gave the impression that whoever was sending them obviously knew more than they were letting on, meaning it was likely one of the teachers. It helped Checkers remain calm in spite of her own fear, knowing that this was all a planned exercise, just like with the exam beforehand. Nothing would go wrong, they had to focus on their rescue. If they rescued their target successfully, they were likely to pass. Anxiety got the better of her though, as her eyes, cast skyward, glanced at the flaming monstrosity to the south-west, gradually turning her head to face the south. They weren't going directly into the massive blaze, which was fine, but the smoke in the distance was a cause for concern. How did they create such a blazing inferno? Was this even legal? There was three fires, so were all three part of the plan, or was one a potential wildfire? Were they trying to burn the school down? The possibilities shot around her mind like a bullet.
She eyes the white smoke cautiously... "We should probably not waste too much time." Hardened now, if still a little bit nervous. At least they had icy winds and heat resistance. "There's smoke in the direction we need to go. If we can get there quickly enough I may be able to put the flames to rest. Of course, there's also the possibility we could find our objective there. I'm ready to go if you are." She figured it was at least worth a cursory investigation, since their path would lead them into direct contact with that particular fire, from the looks of things. Making sure nothing could further harm civilians was the first aspect of dealing with disasters, at least she figured as such. Heroism was still fairly new to her, after all. Not wanting to wait too long, she broke into a run for the red path, still caught with more questions than answers...
An explosion goes off in the distance, signalling the beginning of the exam. Two small pillars of smoke, one to the west and the other the south, flank a raging inferno to the south-west, at the end of the green path. Texts come through declaring there is a hidden objective, cooperation is allowed, that the fire is a time limit, and that cooperation between teams is allowed. They come to a close after a monster's roar cuts through the sky from the west. Azukina agrees to Koumori's plan, is taken by surprise from the explosion, and makes sure Bats is OK. She seems afraid for a few moments before stealing her courage and headed for the red path...
"Time to Go Beyond, Plus Ultra! That's Latin you freakin' dweeb, shut up, it's cool!"
NAME
Kagayaku, Kimiko
GENDER
Male
AGE
14 - 11/11
NATIONALITY
English/Weeb
APPEARANCE
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 94lbs
Fashion Sense: Usually androgynous attire, things that could suit a guy or gal, but will occasionally dress up in girls clothes.
Distinguishing Features:He's a skinny young man, scrawny too, lacking in muscles. His hair gives off a faint green glow, particularly along the darker strands.
PERSONALITY
Abrasive, assertive, arrogant and audacious, Kagayaku tends to be a dominating presence in spite of his stature. Rude and uncaring at the worst of times, he's about as close to a bully as the school gets, swinging verbal insults at other students and disobeying the teachers when he feels he can get away with it. In spite of this, he has incredible social and academic smarts, is very resourceful, picks up on subtlest of cues, and has a passion for efficiency. However, due to his pride and his less than hospitable nature, these talents aren't usually shared with others, even getting to a point where his anger could make him shortsighted. If he wants to become a successful hero, he needs to quit with the attitude. That, and have the drive to become a decent hero in the first place. Also hates mutants.
HISTORY
Kagayaku Kimiko is not our young "hero's" name by birth, but it is one he needs to become familiar with, and quickly. He was born to a poor family in Roppongi, his father and mother both caught up in a life of crime, both of them born with Quirks. His mother, also by the name of Kimiko, has the Quirk Glow: a simple Quirk where one's skin glows a luminescent colour depending on their mood. His father, Dogorasu, has the Quirk Bones: his broken bones give him enhanced physical strength, and heal much faster than normal. This unique combination lead to the conception of Kagayaku, whose strange upbringing gifted him a unique perspective on life and how to live it.
His parents never tried to hide their careers from their child, knowing full well the shock from such a secret would cause him to panic if word ever got out. Instead, they persuaded him that their way of living was a result of poor decision making and plain old bad luck, begging for his understanding. Kagayaku trusted in his parents -- who wouldn't at that age -- and adopted their line of thinking. Though never able to help with the big things, he would steal from other kids and bully students out of food or lunch money, doing what he had to in order to help put bread on the table. He was pretty successful too, using a mask with a hat, thick clothes, short hair and by picking out the weaker students, those that wouldn't tell. His parents, proud of their son's willingness to help, endorsed the behaviour, but encouraged he keep up a good academic record, both to ensure a good future and so he wouldn't arouse suspicion.
Later on in life, things became harder for the family as a whole. Kagayaku met his match one day after he picked a fight with someone his own size - a mutant who happened to have friends who had been in similar situations before and were willing to stick their neck out for a friend. Due to his academic record he was spared being expelled but wouldn't be able to help his parents out now that his secret was out. Similarly, his mother had been caught during a particularly poor mugging and was arrested, and his father, shortly thereafter, was left unable to work due to injury. Due to this, his father used a friendly contact to get a loan, but without the ability to pay the loaners back, things became complicated quickly.
Following his middle school graduation, Kagayaku came home to find his apartment caught on fire and his father nowhere to be found. Suddenly, he was on his own, left without answers to a great number of questions and with nobody to rely on. His old habits became his best friend, surviving on the streets, doing what he could to get by. It only got more complicated after a chance encounter with the Yakuza. Despite surviving the encounter, it didn't do him any good; they were after him, and it threw him into a panic. Suddenly he became so much more aware of himself, what he did in public, whether or not someone was following close behind. The stress of it all began to build as the enormous force of the Japanese underbelly crawled up to grab him by the ankles, the young man only able to get by thanks to his craftiness and creativity. Not only that, but high school was fast approaching, despite not wanting to be easily accessible, he still wanted to respect his parents wishes of a good education. All of these factors combined, Kagayaku began to consider taking hero school as a potential way forward.
Which brings us to one Kagayaku Kimiko arriving at U.A. in a girl's uniform. Under his fake name and fake clothes, he has signed up for hero school with a fake ID and fake documents, utilising a fake background to bypass systems that impede on his fake dream of becoming a hero, all to escape a very real, very dangerous threat. Make as little friends as possible, learn as much as he can, do what he needs to in order to get by. Screw becoming a hero or upholding justice. Survival comes first.
The Glowing Quirk: Glowstick
Short Quirk explanation: Whenever Kimiko 'cracks' a part of his body, such as knuckles or knees, he emits a soft glow of luminescent light. This glow lasts between 12 and 24 minutes, depending on temperature. His hair also glows constantly for some reason, with streaks that are particularly strong here and there.
OTHERS
Likes: - His parents - Academics - Video games - Girls clothes
Carelessly the monochrome emitter had allowed herself to get lost in thought, after the wave of negativity she had put herself in moments prior. Koumori's request, stuttered as it may be, was enough to snap her out of such thoughts, even if it were for but a moment. A longing stare was directed at the bat-girl, insecurity welling within Checkers about her own ability. Would someone like her even be able to pull their own weigh around a person like Koumori? It didn't seem like this exercise was in her favour. Worse yet was who else would be part of their team. Though she hadn't expressed it before, there was certainly apprehension on Azukina's features when she put Quirks to faces. Kudo Akeno, put simply, terrified her for a reason she couldn't put down. Though it was closer to call it intimidation, the discomfort at working alongside someone who seemed so vastly superior to herself didn't weigh comfortably in Azuki's mind. Up until this point, there wasn't a single person who she felt was better than herself physically without the assistance of a Quirk. With her physical fitness apparently outclassed, a sour taste developed in the cold girl's mouth, discouraging to say the least.
'It's fine, Azukina. She's just a classmate, one you're working to develop a positive, constructive relationship with. Just focus on being cooperative. Focus on being nice.'
Waving kindly, Azukina decides it is best if she briefly introduced herself, then conveniently left for the bathroom as soon as possible. Her strides are a bit forced, but become more relaxed as she hears Akeno and Koumori, albeit due to the latter's presence more so than the former's. She waited patiently for the others to speak first before approaching any significant distance, although a surprise gunshot sent Koumori into a squealing craze that threatened her ears from the proximity alone. "O-ow..." Gently rubbing into them to soothe the light pain, Checkers grumbles about the screech sounding like a banshee, thankfully going unnoticed due to the bat's deafened state. Unfortunately for Azukina, this left her alone without Akeno.
Bowing at Goudo with perfect formality, the black and white girl makes a break for the bathrooms, in no small part thanks to his directions. While she didn't want to be rude, appearing stressed on the first day was a nightmare waiting to happen. Door, door, sink, tap, straight to wash her face clean of the negativity that plagued her.
Azukina was in and out in a matter of minutes, faster than Koumori and beating her back to their original spot. "Apologies for that, I didn't mean to keep you." Despite being the first one back she apologised anyway, directing it mostly towards Akeno. It was a bit nerve-wracking to speak to someone she felt so strangely about. Similar to speaking to boys, she projected a stern and hard-working personality unto the hothead, same with Mari, with the difference being that the karate kid wasn't nearly as naive. Despite not exactly wanting to engage in conversation, it would be rude not to personally introduce herself. "My name is Yomodachi, though please call me by my given name, Azukina. It is a pleasure to meet you."
Perfectly on-time, Yakkaimori completed the team by appearing at the same time. Though she hadn't taken the chance to look over a map herself, it would seem their path would be that of the colour red. Checkers shook her head when asked if Koumori missed anything, followed by a firm nod in understanding about giving out more information with regards to their respective Quirks. They would be working together, unlike the entrance exam, so details were important. Koumori's Quirk was arguably the most useful. Akeno's could be handy in a cold or warm environment from the sounds of things, assuming 60 degrees was her natural limit. At least Azukina could freeze up a stream, river or lake not that their route had any of those, as she would soon find out. "My Quirk, Flash Freeze, is the same as my father's, though not nearly as impressive. I can emit a light from my left palm -- and only my left palm -- which generates a freezing, continuous, stable wind. I can freeze people and objects with continued exposure though water is by far the easiest. If need be, I can create differences in air pressure that can disrupt the flight path of smaller projectiles, and can also freeze smooth surfaces to slide or skate on. At ten to fifteen meters my Quirk is most effective, beyond that the cone becomes too wide to be effective rather quickly. Oh, and finally: using my Quirk always generates wind, and as such I am a terrible light source."
She didn't have much else to say regarding her Quirk, and decided to take the time to have a look at her map before things began. The red path was going to be close to the mountain, suggesting potentially rough terrain. It was a good thing the three had athleticism, else the path might be troublesome. "I feel as though our target will be close to the mountain. Logically, a civilian would seek a landmark so they are easy to find when lost. We have two hours, we could make it there quickly if we ran, however we don't know whether the path is the best way or cutting through the middle..." Best to work out a plan of action before they pushed onward. The other teams may opt to do plan on-the-go but it didn't hurt to have a starting plan so everyone was on the same page. "We wouldn't want to cut into the white path, so perhaps following our own is for the best. Especially if this family is split up. Then we circle around to the white or purple path and head for The Field. Does that sound agreeable?"
Azukina was daydreaming like a hoe and is intimidated by Akeno's build. Koumori's scream hurts her ears and she cries about life in the toilet for 2 minutes and decides she should try not to be a bad person. She introduces herself personally to Akeno and explains her Quirk to the two, going into detail about some of the handy applications of it. She then devises a simple plan of attack, suggesting the family could be near the mountain or spread along the path.
@Heartfillia@Lucius Cypher Sorry for the late reply, I've been a bad GM and neglecting the site a bit c: You two can join and convert to true memelords if a spot ever opens up or I'm in need of more players, but for now I'm happy with the current cast ^-^ Thank you for your interest though and be sure to warn Pkken about the loser kids from Jigokuraku who will kick Komei's ass.
@Aerandir I'm fairly certain you wanted to post that in our Discord but with the link broken settled on the OOC. I'm thankful you kept it to the OOC though, your understanding is appreciated ^-^ These guys tend to move on from topics pretty quickly so we were well beyond the point of crossover talk when you posted that, it was just some bad timing is all c: For reference, I'd be happy to try and organise a crossover event, though it's a bit early on our end :3
Level 2 - (29/20) EXP Level Up! New Power: "Identify, Eurydice" Level 3 - (9/30) EXP Location: Castle, Out Front Word Count: 746
!!! The Enemy!
It was hard not to be jealous of the ease by which Linkle procured a Friend Heart, picking up on it as naturally as she did. It was the first time in her life that Minako found herself not knowing what to do to improve herself. Before this world, before this new life, it was easy enough to figure out what she needed for a given situation, be it a bit of charm here or a powered-up Persona there, but these Friend Hearts were just something else. However it was they came about, Minako knew that she was clearly lacking in it, which felt weird considering how strong her bonds had been up until this new world.
Those bonds... they were so special to her. They were the reason she continued to work with SEES, even after suffering so much pain. It was disheartening to think she had forgotten some of the most important details of the encounters she shared with friends, the people she would gladly give up her life for. Yet, even through the void of amnesia, one incredibly annoying and persistent memory of Fuuka began to come back to her, the quote ingrained in her mind like a bad itch that would never go away. At first Yamagishi said it out of genuine surprise, but after being mocked for it, The Priestess took her revenge slowly and agonisingly, using the cursed quote every chance she got, and it pissed Minako off to no end. "*Gasp*! The enemy!" Those two words and that gasp was the ultimate kryptonite of any SEES Leader, ingraining itself into people's minds like a dirty parasite leeching off of her brain cells. Every time she heard that quote, her will to live shrunk three sizes.
But it wasn't all bad. A god-awful habit of an old friend helped Minako acquire a new skill - the very same said old friend would use to identify weaknesses of particular enemies. Of course, Minako knew she couldn't dream of achieving Fuuka's potential for scanning opponents and uncovering secrets, but it was a healthy power to have, and it would have plenty of uses with the coming battles.
"W-wait, Blondie, hold o-" Junpei didn't even get a chance to scream as Linkle pitched the Friend Heart into him, however as a testament to his sheer density, it didn't go in easy. Slamming into his face with the force of a fat pillow, Iori was knocked on his rear from the power behind the throw, the heart soaring up above him. Thankfully he was hit hard enough by the squishy heart that he was forced to recover, else he might have got back up and jumped out of the way. The pink mass bounces off his head with a cute 'blob' sound before fizzling and fusing into his being, the darkness being washed away with the radiance of loving pink. No longer were his night-sky eyes filled with bloody crimson, nor his olive skin covered in ash. The leader had to do a double-take when she saw him proper.
This was Junpei. This was Junpei! ... Right?
The young man scratched the back of his neck, still on his ass but otherwise looking completely fine. The strength-enhancing power he had been infused with, along with the regeneration gifted to him from his former girlfriend's sacrifice, meant he was able to take a hit better than most Persona summoners. Muttering a serious of 'ow's while adjusting his cap, he found himself looking up at the teary-eyed figure of Minako Arisato, a dumbfounded gasp escaping his lips. Then, he smiled. "Mina, it's good to see ya. I'm back."
Minako can barely comprehend what's going on. She's frozen in place, the unbelievable sight of having a former friend back after being left to assume the worst... it was a strange feeling. It was happiness or joy or sadness or anger. It was something more than all of those things, as though they had combined into one. Her legs lose what little strength they had and she collapses into his arms, the two embracing in a tight hug. It was the only way to explain how that feeling felt, using a hug like that. "I don't... I can't... It's unbelievable...!" So many things she had to say. So much they had to catch up on. So many important questions to ask. But for now, the two of them left it at that, locked in an embrace inseparable by even time.
Level 2 - (17/20) EXP Location: Castle, Out Front Word Count: 704
Catch
"I got it!" "Pttttph! M-Mina-ko, wa-wa-wa-"
Junpei was driver to stop them from going into the castle. His programming begged him to swim ashore, to stop those two, kill them if necessary, anything to stop them from getting across to the bridge. Under normal circumstances, he might be able to complete his directive, but given where he was... Oomf! Skidding across the water from a kick to the gut from Thanatos, the driven Junpei was forced back to the middle of the moat. Though summoning her Persona typically was an exhausting experience, Minako's attack (if it could be called that) wasn't actually strong enough to cause the drain debuff to take effect and cause any noticeable self-harm. She had noticed it when Thanatos kicked him away earlier, that her body felt mostly fine despite doing something that would normally hurt. It came from the fact she wasn't actually straining her Persona with a proper attack, just ordering it to kick with whatever energy it required. Though she couldn't piece together why she wasn't feeling the strain of battle herself, it made keeping him at bay a heck of a lot more easy, so Minako shrugged it off as something to think about at a later date.
Sinking below the water, Junpei takes a moment to recover his stamina, the only thing that actually seems to be taking any sort of damage, yet even so, his 3x strength makes this drain negligible at best, leaving him always ready for more. Between Minako's Persona and Linkle's Bwah Blaster, the duo fend off the possessed Jun with ease, locking him into a constant state of swimming, crawling, flying, and sinking. Rinse and repeat.
The Master of Master's, along with Kirby, appeared at the front of the castle, taking a break from whatever it was that was going on inside. They seemed mostly OK though, which was a big relief, although she couldn't help but get a little jealous not being healed as Linkle had done. True, Minako was aware she wasn't hurt physically, but by god if she wasn't tired. At least the MoM offered helped with the old motivation. His whole explanation of how to make a heart seal seemed silly, but not unfamiliar. Similar to how Tora himself had done it, it was a matter of making a heart with your hands and raising it up above your head. With Junpei only just surfacing to swim over, Minako decided to give it a try. It felt like doing those poses in the photo booths of Iwatodai, only it didn't take pictures of you so your embarrassment can never resurface or be traced. "Seems easy enough... Like this?"
Putting her hands to her heart, Minako thought of her past, of her friends. She thought of Junpei, all the happy memories the two of them shared, the laughs, the smiles, the tears. Even the unhappy memories, they filled her heart, creating a vibrant, beautiful pink energy, the strength of which almost at the same level of power as Kirby. As instructed, she raised her arms above her head, creating a beautiful, perfect pink heart, glimmering with power. ... Only for the heart to fracture and explode within moments. It was strange. The heart went... grey. Like it had become infected by something. Stunned, Minako decided to try another heart, this one just as strong as the previous, yet the outcome even worse. It cracked above her head, shattering into glass, taking on a black and pink hue that felt... broken. One more time, it has to work!
The third heart seemed to... overflow, almost, like the energy inside was too strong, exploding once more into deep crimson dust. Minako didn't understand it at all. It felt right, but whenever that last part came up, she increasingly doubtful. Even committing to her resolve as much as possible didn't help - it just... broke. She looked to Kirby and MoM with a confused look on her face. "Something tells me I can't do the thing..." Curiously, Minako looked to her friend, Linkle, in case she was capable of producing the fantastical friend heart. Meanwhile, Junpei was getting close to shore, but there was more than enough time to react to him. @Lugubrious@Gentlemanvaultboy
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[row][cell][indent][indent][sub][color=pink][u] T H E N E R D / T H E L E G E N D [/u][/color][/sub][/indent][/indent][/cell][cell][sub][color=darkblue]You are the wind at my back[/color] and the sword at my side;[/sub][/cell][/row]
[row][cell][indent][indent][indent][sub][color=pink][u] D E L T A 4 4 [/u][/color][/sub][/indent][/indent][/indent][/cell][cell][sub][color=darkblue]together, my love,[/color] we shall build a peaceful world.[/sub][/cell][/row]
[row][cell][indent][indent][indent][indent][sub][color=pink][u] F A N B O Y O F F I R E E M B L E M [/u][/color][/sub][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/cell][cell][sub][color=darkblue]Just you...[/color][/sub][/cell][/row]
[row][cell][indent][indent][sub][color=pink][u] S H I P P E R O F C H R O B I N [/u][/color][/sub][/indent][/indent][/cell][cell][sub]and me.[/sub][/cell][/row][/table]
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[row][cell][img]https://i.pinimg.com/736x/46/d2/61/46d261b662f76cd8d0e365d016d051d3--nerdy-things-fire-emblem-awakening-couples.jpg[/img][/cell][cell][right][sub]Welcome to my little personal den of Hell! Sorry, sorry, I meant my personal profile. Same thing, right?
[color=purple]I'm a roleplayer,[/color] same as any around here. I've been doing it for about five years now, coming up to six in September. Its been quite the time, thinking back. I started out fresh as can be, understanding the basics of writing but never quite knowing how to become better, or become as great as those around me. In the end, I did the only thing I really knew at the time:
Write as much garbage as possible and hope for the best!
As you can see, [color=purple][i]that particular tactic fucking failed.[/i][/color]
Jokes aside, I like to think I've developed a lot over the years, both as a writer and as a person. However, absolutely nothing can dissuade my weeaboo ways and supporting my OTP with all that I can freaking muster! If you haven't already guessed, said OTP is [color=darkblue]Chrom[/color] [color=pink]x[/color] [color=purple]Robin[/color] (Chrobin) from Fire Emblem: [color=darkblue]Awakening.[/color] Highly recommend the game, there's a reason (other than nintendo's cheapskate attitude) that it hasn't dropped in price, it's honestly the best place to start off in the series. And hey, maybe you'll end up addicted like me and want to buy every game on the 3DS like a fucking loony?
Speaking of loonies, the [url=https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLeAWfrBMa2pytnTYnxAtiphQGJU3ojDD7]Fire Emblem Chrobin Comic Dub Project[/url] has recently finished, so for those of you who also appreciate the best ship in existence, I highly recommend it. Hell, even if you're not interested in that, I do highly recommend watching it for those into fantasy love stories. The quality improves drastically with each episode, so trust me when I say by the end of it you should be thoroughly impressed. It has helped motivate me in ways I can hardly describe with words, and so I thought the least I could do was put this out there. Maybe it's not for everyone, but I know it was the perfect thing for me.
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[right][color=darkblue][sub]"Do you think you can tip any of the scales in here?"[/sub][/color]
[color=purple][sub]"Chrom, for the love of Naga, I'm thinking..."[/sub][/color][/right][hr][table]
[row][cell][color=darkblue][sub]"So I heard."
[/sub][/color][/cell][cell][center][img]https://pbs.twimg.com/media/DkvxGnlWwAEShes.jpg[/img][/center][/cell][cell][right][sub][color=purple]"There are better places
to take a nap than
on the ground, you know."
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There is a universe. No-one knows it's name, where gravity wasn't strong enough to bind matter together and no stars formed. And because no stars formed, no stars exploded. And because no stars exploded, no planets came about. And because no planets came about, there was no life.
There's another universe, no one knows it's name, where gravity was strong enough and did light the stars and planets came about and boy, they were gorgeous, planets in perpetual winter, planets in perpetual summer, planets that could rival the Garden of Eden and no bloody snakes! And on one of them, eventually, complex life evolved and one of the species developed large brains learned things like manners and dabbing, when they looked up at the stars and wonder what they were doing here. You called them octopuses, I suppose. Gosh, they were clever, for octopuses, and one of them, several million years in, almost wrote something in ink on the seafloor, a message to its friend. And the message almost read: "Hi! How are you?" And a few millennia later, space folder back on itself and, you get the idea.
Goodbye Octopi.
There's another universe, where life formed on every planet, in every solar system, and it was carbon-based, it was silicon based, it was made of crystals and water and plasma, it was made of quantum fields and light, and everything was alive, everything was doing a boogie, and it was everybody's birthday, everyday, relatively, and everyone got presents, and they had over a trillion languages, some written down, some only spoken, some conducted telepathically, and they bought a galactic civilization together, as a perfect unity, sharing stories, sharing technology, speaking a common tongue, understanding everything about how the cosmos been put together. And finally, when everything was sorted, the galaxies were arranged into perfect geometric formations, transmitting pure love, and wisdom, and birthday greetings to all species in the universe, for all time. Papercuts never happened, coke came in glass bottles, no one even remembered the word for war, everything was beautiful and nothing hurt.
And yet, for a quirk in their evolution, because resources weren't scarce enough on the planets these species developed on, not a single creature in the universe was conscious. Food was eaten and no-one enjoyed it. Movies were released, and there was no laughing, or crying. No-one chuckled at a joke. Ever.
Space collapsed back on itself, eventually, and there hadn't been a single moment of sentience in the entire history of creation.
There's another universe, where the strong force is too strong the weak force is too weak and nothing forms.
Another, where life develops too late when the Stars have all gone beyond the light boundary and there's nothing to even see.
Another with too many dimensions.
Another with not enough.
Another where time goes in the opposite direction, and species begin as gods, and wind backwards to cells, and never learn
to survive.
Another that only lasts milliseconds, and collapses in on itself, and heads straight back to oblivion.
And that's how it just might be, across all possible universes, across all possible space times. Problems with the laws of nature, not enough resources, missteps in evolution.
An atlas of dead-ends.
Then again, there is one exception.
There's another universe, a big one, where life is rare, where intelligent life is very rare indeed, the stars are very distant from each other, the laws of nature are very complex, it's extremely lonely for any species developing, and most never even develop at all, but somewhere, we believe, is a planet where the oceans are vast, and the climate is varied. Where the smartest species on the planet may have developed just the right mix of ambition and kindness.
And if you were to travel there, to this unbelievably rare statistical anomaly, to this impossibly lucky planet, where evolution, biology, chemistry, nae, the laws of physics themselves have come together to create sentient intelligent life, you may be able to catch the native inhabitants singing for joy. Of what an impossibly lucky, and rare position they find themselves in.
It is a chant of gratitude, a ritual of showing appreciation for ending up in perhaps the one universe, in the one solar system, on the one planet with all the basic ingredients for intelligent, conscious life.
~Exurb1a[/hider]
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><img src="https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/fr/1/1b/Fire_Emblem_Awakening_Logo.png" /><br><br><div class="bb-center"><div class="bb-h3"><font color="#ffb347">◈ ◈ ◈ ◈ ◈ ◈ ◈ ◈ ◈</font></div></div><br><div class="table-responsive"><table class="bb-table table"><thead class="bb-thead"><tr class="bb-tr"><th class="bb-th"><div class="bb-indent"><div class="bb-indent"><sub><font color="pink"><span class="bb-u"> T H E N E R D / T H E L E G E N D </span></font></sub></div></div></th><th class="bb-th"><sub><font color="darkblue">You are the wind at my back</font> and the sword at my side;</sub></th></tr></thead><br><tr class=" bb-tr"><td class=" bb-td"><div class="bb-indent"><div class="bb-indent"><div class="bb-indent"><sub><font color="pink"><span class="bb-u"> D E L T A 4 4 				 	 </span></font></sub></div></div></div></td><td class=" bb-td"><sub><font color="darkblue">together, my love,</font> we shall build a peaceful world.</sub></td></tr><br><tr class=" bb-tr"><td class=" bb-td"><div class="bb-indent"><div class="bb-indent"><div class="bb-indent"><div class="bb-indent"><sub><font color="pink"><span class="bb-u"> F A N B O Y O F F I R E E M B L E M </span></font></sub></div></div></div></div></td><td class=" bb-td"><sub><font color="darkblue">Just you...</font></sub></td></tr><br><tr class=" bb-tr"><td class=" bb-td"><div class="bb-indent"><div class="bb-indent"><sub><font color="pink"><span class="bb-u"> S H I P P E R O F C H R O B I N	 </span></font></sub></div></div></td><td class=" bb-td"><sub>and me.</sub></td></tr></table></div><br><br><div class="table-responsive"><table class="bb-table table"><thead class="bb-thead"><tr class="bb-tr"><th class="bb-th"><img src="https://i.pinimg.com/736x/46/d2/61/46d261b662f76cd8d0e365d016d051d3--nerdy-things-fire-emblem-awakening-couples.jpg" /></th><th class="bb-th"><div class="bb-right"><sub>Welcome to my little personal den of Hell! Sorry, sorry, I meant my personal profile. Same thing, right? <br><br><font color="purple">I'm a roleplayer,</font> same as any around here. I've been doing it for about five years now, coming up to six in September. Its been quite the time, thinking back. I started out fresh as can be, understanding the basics of writing but never quite knowing how to become better, or become as great as those around me. In the end, I did the only thing I really knew at the time:<br><br>Write as much garbage as possible and hope for the best!<br><br>As you can see, <font color="purple"><span class="bb-i">that particular tactic fucking failed.</span></font><br>Jokes aside, I like to think I've developed a lot over the years, both as a writer and as a person. However, absolutely nothing can dissuade my weeaboo ways and supporting my OTP with all that I can freaking muster! If you haven't already guessed, said OTP is <font color="darkblue">Chrom</font> <font color="pink">x</font> <font color="purple">Robin</font> (Chrobin) from Fire Emblem: <font color="darkblue">Awakening.</font> Highly recommend the game, there's a reason (other than nintendo's cheapskate attitude) that it hasn't dropped in price, it's honestly the best place to start off in the series. And hey, maybe you'll end up addicted like me and want to buy every game on the 3DS like a fucking loony?<br><br>Speaking of loonies, the <a target="_blank" rel="nofollow noopener" href="https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLeAWfrBMa2pytnTYnxAtiphQGJU3ojDD7">Fire Emblem Chrobin Comic Dub Project</a> has recently finished, so for those of you who also appreciate the best ship in existence, I highly recommend it. Hell, even if you're not interested in that, I do highly recommend watching it for those into fantasy love stories. The quality improves drastically with each episode, so trust me when I say by the end of it you should be thoroughly impressed. It has helped motivate me in ways I can hardly describe with words, and so I thought the least I could do was put this out there. Maybe it's not for everyone, but I know it was the perfect thing for me.<br>	<br><br>	<br>	</sub></div></th></tr></thead></table></div><br><img src="https://alynerd.files.wordpress.com/2015/10/tumblr_nvrmdwbdkf1ruyji8o1_1280.jpg?w=840" /><br><br><div class="bb-right"><font color="darkblue"><sub>"Do you think you can tip any of the scales in here?"</sub></font><br><font color="purple"><sub>"Chrom, for the love of Naga, I'm thinking..."</sub></font></div><hr class="bb-hr"><div class="table-responsive"><table class="bb-table table"><thead class="bb-thead"><tr class="bb-tr"><th class="bb-th"><font color="darkblue"><sub>"So I heard."<br>	<br>	<br>	<br>	<br>	<br>	</sub></font></th><th class="bb-th"><div class="bb-center"><img src="https://pbs.twimg.com/media/DkvxGnlWwAEShes.jpg" /></div></th><th class="bb-th"><div class="bb-right"><sub><font color="purple">"There are better places<br>to take a nap than <br>on the ground, you know."<br>	<br>	<br>	<br>	<br>	<br>	<br>	<br>	<br>	<br>	<br>	<br>	<br>	<br>	<br>	<br>	</font></sub></div></th></tr></thead></table></div><div class="hider-panel"><div class="hider-heading"><button type="button" class="btn btn-default btn-xs hider-button" data-name="A Hymn For Goldilocks">A Hymn For Goldilocks [+]</button></div><div class="hider-body" style="display: none"><div class="bb-center"><img src="https://static.tumblr.com/b572f57912d8b5345269f9dc72e04359/yveunmd/zEwn8f4ke/tumblr_static_4fc6jqggm90kg048ok0kkw0ww_640_v2.jpg" /></div><br><br>There is a universe. No-one knows it's name, where gravity wasn't strong enough to bind matter together and no stars formed. And because no stars formed, no stars exploded. And because no stars exploded, no planets came about. And because no planets came about, there was no life.<br><br>There's another universe, no one knows it's name, where gravity was strong enough and did light the stars and planets came about and boy, they were gorgeous, planets in perpetual winter, planets in perpetual summer, planets that could rival the Garden of Eden and no bloody snakes! And on one of them, eventually, complex life evolved and one of the species developed large brains learned things like manners and dabbing, when they looked up at the stars and wonder what they were doing here. You called them octopuses, I suppose. Gosh, they were clever, for octopuses, and one of them, several million years in, almost wrote something in ink on the seafloor, a message to its friend. And the message almost read: "Hi! How are you?" And a few millennia later, space folder back on itself and, you get the idea. <br>Goodbye Octopi.<br><br>There's another universe, where life formed on every planet, in every solar system, and it was carbon-based, it was silicon based, it was made of crystals and water and plasma, it was made of quantum fields and light, and everything was alive, everything was doing a boogie, and it was everybody's birthday, everyday, relatively, and everyone got presents, and they had over a trillion languages, some written down, some only spoken, some conducted telepathically, and they bought a galactic civilization together, as a perfect unity, sharing stories, sharing technology, speaking a common tongue, understanding everything about how the cosmos been put together. And finally, when everything was sorted, the galaxies were arranged into perfect geometric formations, transmitting pure love, and wisdom, and birthday greetings to all species in the universe, for all time. Papercuts never happened, coke came in glass bottles, no one even remembered the word for war, everything was beautiful and nothing hurt. <br><br>And yet, for a quirk in their evolution, because resources weren't scarce enough on the planets these species developed on, not a single creature in the universe was conscious. Food was eaten and no-one enjoyed it. Movies were released, and there was no laughing, or crying. No-one chuckled at a joke. Ever.<br>Space collapsed back on itself, eventually, and there hadn't been a single moment of sentience in the entire history of creation.<br><br>There's another universe, where the strong force is too strong the weak force is too weak and nothing forms.<br>Another, where life develops too late when the Stars have all gone beyond the light boundary and there's nothing to even see. <br>Another with too many dimensions.<br>Another with not enough.<br>Another where time goes in the opposite direction, and species begin as gods, and wind backwards to cells, and never learn<br>to survive.<br>Another that only lasts milliseconds, and collapses in on itself, and heads straight back to oblivion.<br>And that's how it just might be, across all possible universes, across all possible space times. Problems with the laws of nature, not enough resources, missteps in evolution.<br>An atlas of dead-ends.<br><br>Then again, there is one exception.<br><br>There's another universe, a big one, where life is rare, where intelligent life is very rare indeed, the stars are very distant from each other, the laws of nature are very complex, it's extremely lonely for any species developing, and most never even develop at all, but somewhere, we believe, is a planet where the oceans are vast, and the climate is varied. Where the smartest species on the planet may have developed just the right mix of ambition and kindness.<br>And if you were to travel there, to this unbelievably rare statistical anomaly, to this impossibly lucky planet, where evolution, biology, chemistry, nae, the laws of physics themselves have come together to create sentient intelligent life, you may be able to catch the native inhabitants singing for joy. Of what an impossibly lucky, and rare position they find themselves in. <br>It is a chant of gratitude, a ritual of showing appreciation for ending up in perhaps the one universe, in the one solar system, on the one planet with all the basic ingredients for intelligent, conscious life.<br><br>~Exurb1a</div></div></div>