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C O N C E P T S ᵇʸ ᴱˣᴵᵗ

I'm not sure why this works.	It's very strange.

I'm not sure why this works.	It's very strange.

Specifically the top table. The line for the first row acts weird if there is an image with transparency above it? What? Normally I have to cover the line with some _sub tag combinations but the image itself made it go away. I don't understand.

+0𝟷𝟸𝟹𝟺𝟻𝟼𝟽𝟾𝟿
𝟻𝟹

There's a lot that I'm doing, but one of the things I still really want to do is develop some kind of tangible combat system. If anyone has experience and happens upon this, let me know.

Notes:
Avatar Combat.

Elements. Branches. Upgrades.

Chi for energy.

I think I need to introduce stats.

Stance should adjust stat and moves.
Element should have base stat and basic moves.
Switching stance and opens up more moves.
Locking a stance opens subbending.

Can use elements to block

Fire
dmg Bonus

Dex Str Spirit

Water
Healing.

Earth
Str? Defense.

Air
Dex? Dodge

E.Water + S. Earth = Ice
E.Water + S. Earth (Lock) = Waterbomb into steam.

E.Water + S.Water = Larger volume?
E.Water + S.Water (Lock) = Bloodbending

E.Water + S.Air = Mist. Fog. Gas.
E.Water + S.Air (Lock) = Healing

stashing an old code thing here

𝖙 𝖍 𝖊 𝖈 𝖆 𝖘 𝖙

ᵗ ʰ ᵉ ᶜ ᵃ ˢ ᵗ

To be updated.

𝖈 𝖍 𝖆 𝖗 𝖆 𝖈 𝖙 𝖊 𝖗 𝖘 𝖍 𝖊 𝖊 𝖙

ᶜ ʰ ᵃ ʳ ᵃ ᶜ ᵗ ᵉ ʳ ˢ ʰ ᵉ ᵉ ᵗ

To be updated.

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BBC code questions

I told him to get a hold of you, but he's made it apparent he's too shy to talk to someone about his nerdy hobby on a forum based around talking to people about nerdy hobbies.

@BrokenPromise

SIR! I will have you know I messaged Legends shortly after coming to terms with my shortcomings!

Thank you both for your hard work in making this place better!

Have a good day!

⇜ Deicide ⇝ [Dark Fantasy Isekai]

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Who are you people?!Who are you people?! ______________________________________________________________________________________________________. ERode    “I know it’s gonna sound a bit crazy, but how ‘bout you stick your whole scaly arm into this ol’ head of mine and, oh, I don’t know, close your hand after its inside? Best do it quick though. Who knows what’d happen next?” Exit    The girl's eyes snapped to the man, the color of hazel washed in pale white light from the flame pouring from his head. Despite his offer of help, her bewildered expression remained unchanged given the odd ask. She was too uncertain of what was happening to her and too uncertain of who this strange man was that she decided in that moment the answer was… no. ”Huh. I think. I don’t. Trust that.” She stated somewhat calmly, framing each pair of words as if it were its own thought. It was clear, however, that despite the effort, she was barely able to contain her rising panic. She pointed with her good hand at the fire engulfing half the man’s face. ”That looks like it hurts, first of all. And second, I don’t even know who you are or what is even happening to you, okay? Do you need help? What is going on with your face and why do you want me to stick my hand in it?" There was more she wanted to say. A lot more. Questions and suggestions. Assumptions of his life based on nothing more than his unique facial complexion and his willingness to stick a part of her body inside of himself, but before she was allowed trip and fall into this rabbit hole, she was rescued by the voice of another. OwO    ”"Well, I can't quite do it to you here, but if the need arises...” Exit    Bewilderment turned to horror as the woman addressing her displayed a nightmare of a skill. There was nothing, not in her keepsake of a memory or her dreams and desire of the future where anything of what the woman was doing was something the girl wanted done to herself. In too short a time, the woman split her arm, spilled her own blood and then seemingly pulled herself back together, or maybe her body did it on its own. She wasn't sure. She just knew she didn’t like it. OwO    "...I can offer my services. And please do stick your hand inside." Exit    ”WHUAT?! W-Who are you people?!” Somewhere in the back of her mind, that annoyance she’d felt earlier was returning. For some reason everything was starting to feel familiar. Like she was back to a place she didn’t want to be, surrounded by people she couldn’t help or didn’t want to be helped. She disliked it very much.

Character Sheet. Name. ??? Age. ??? Gender. Female Race. Curse ___________________________......... Current Appearance. As pictured but her right arm up to her elbow is covered in black scales. She's horrified. Location. Ruins of Illium Interactions. ERode & OwO Summary. A nameless girl is overwhelmed by her arm's sudden transformation and the strange people around her offering to help. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

C O N C E P T S ᵇʸ ᴱˣᴵᵗ

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Mobile looks like this.

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- Table in table code. If the nested table is placed in the
last cell, previous cells in that row will not force bold text.
- Quote code makes nice borders.
- itsverypretty
- Final image measurements:
Top 1791x400 (1760 image, 2e2c2c pad 15x400 left and 16x400 right.
Side 400x402
- I don't think I can improve on this any further.

C O N C E P T S ᵇʸ ᴱˣᴵᵗ

I SWEAR IF THIS WORKS BROKENPROMISE
test

test	It's still bold! I trusted you! You were the chosen one! I have a family!

_{Exit's notes.3.20.25.18:15}


• Since I'm here. Taking a look at something Mae did that might present a solution.
BrokenPromise is telling me to tell someone but talking to people anywhere
is spooky.

bubble bubble bubble bubble bubble pop	blah blah body of post blah blah	OMG THIS MIGHT WORK

What Are You Listening To?

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	A T T H E W E D D I N G 2025 _____________________ tennis _____________________ at the wedding (single) _________

^{nine more?}

⇜ Deicide ⇝ [Dark Fantasy Isekai]

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What is happening to me?!What is happening to me?! _____________________________________________________________________________________________________ ”What the-...?!” The girl had been positioned just a little behind the others in such a way that her own transformation had gone mostly unnoticed. By the time the woman had given her warning to the girl, her arm was nearly identical to the complexion of the guard holding the spear. She immediately dropped hers and took a few steps back, bringing her hands up in front of her so she could better see the affliction that was further spreading. It had begun earlier as a subtle sensation crawling across her arm, but was quickly dismissed as her having fallen asleep on it while unconscious. The ice needles prickling under her skin was nothing more than the blood returning to her fingertips and her nerves firing off, she thought. But while standing there addressing the others and watching events unfold, she realized her arm never stopped feeling weird. More than that, the spear in her hand, which had earlier felt cold to the touch, was still just as cold as before. It felt as though she were holding a rod of ice. It had refused to warm to her touch the entire time she’d been holding it and the needles in her fingertips never went away. Only now, she understood why, or at the very least understood why her arm felt the way it did. She did not understand what was happening to it. ...Um… Was my arm always like this?... No. No no. I grabbed the spear with my hand. My hand. A regular human looking hand. I know what those look like because I’ve seen hands… I have a han-... Images flashed in her mind’s eye once again. Stills from the one memory she had. She thumbed through each frame of a disconnected life and focused on the things she could recognize: A forest of blue roses. A hat shaped like a cloud. An avian dressed in streaks of fire. A large man with a name, the shape of which she couldn’t quite make out. But what stood out to her most above all else was in the foreground and tucked away in the corner. Just barely out of focus were three appendages. Green tipped and gloved. ...Okay… what…? Her left hand was indeed a hand. Although not what she remembered her hand to be, it was something she did recognize. Proportionally shaped. All fingers accounted for and in their proper place. All fingers working properly, attested to the fact that she could sign a rather common expletive. The right hand however was not a hand she recognized. Black scales protruded from her skin like oblong plates of obsidian. Jagged and cut like natural rock formations that were just casually growing out of her and continuing to do so as it crawled up the length of her arm. This was not something she considered natural at all. ”Yeah. Hi!” She turned again to the others. ”I don’t even… what is happening to me?!”

Character Sheet. Name. ??? Age. ??? Gender. Female Race. Curse ___________________________......... Current Appearance. As pictured but her right arm up to her elbow is covered in black scales. She's visibly distressed. Location. Ruins of Illium Interactions. Everyone Summary. A nameless girl realizes she's made a mistake. Holding one of the spears has resulted in her right arm transforming. _ _ _ _ _ _ _

Microfiction & Poetry contest #13 - voting and feedback

Great entries. I went back and forth between two and while one was great in its handling of the sometimes mundane nature of luck and how a streak of bad luck can really derail an entire day (I really liked this entry), the other used the prompt of 'the meeting' much better. I cast my vote for Superstition Kills.

⇜ Deicide ⇝ [Dark Fantasy Isekai]

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Character Sheet. Name. ??? Age. ??? Gender. Female Race. Curse ___________________________........... Current Appearance. As pictured. Location. ??? Interactions. Everyone. Summary. A nameless girl wakes up in an unfamiliar world and seeks help from others nearby. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

Where the hell am I?Where the hell am I? _____________________________________________________________________________________________________ A girl woke up lost just like the rest of them; lying on her back, looking at a strange sky, smelling the ash in the air. She had no recollection of who she was, where she was or how she ended up in the middle of a desolate and scorched field, but she did have a memory. The flashing images of a time from before repeating themselves over and over in her head. Slides of some far off dream she recognized but could not marry with the present. It was a mystery, but it was all she had, and despite the memory itself leaving her feeling annoyed, she clung to it like a child would a toy. Whatever it was this mote of time she was allowed to keep, she'd guard it and use it and this place to fill in the gaps in her memory and find out what happened. The gathering in the distance seemed a good place to start. Slowly, she got to her feet, brushed the dirt from her skirt and pulled a nearby spear out of the ground. ··· Hesitancy was betrayed by curiosity. There was too much she didn’t know and no other way for her to fill that void. She needed answers and she knew that the best way to get those answers was to ask. So she did. She approached the group, spear held firmly in both hands defensively and a question held at the tip of her tongue. She was prepared to throw either one. Both at the same time if she must, but as she grew closer, she began overhearing bits and pieces of a conversation already being had. Questions, lots of them. A lot of questions and a lot of questions being asked back to back in a wildly uneven manner. ...Huh... At first glance, it seemed that those gathered here were just as confused as she was. She shoved the sharp end of the spear into the ground and blurted out the first thing that came to mind: ”Hiiieeee.” Standing before the group was a relatively short gal. Five feet tall. Hair like sun-bleached driftwood that was cut short to her chin and parted like a stiff curtain around her face. A dark cloak hung from her shoulders and half obscured the thin frame of a girl underneath. A black buttoned shirt ended at the hem of a pleated skirt. The skirt stopped just above her knees. Sheer leggings poured into ankle boots that were already covered in mud. She was clearly not dressed for this world. One hand held firmly onto the buried spear. The other extended an outward palm in a meek greeting. ”Hello. I… uh. I'm sorry to interrupt but I’m a little lost and I have all of the same questions that she does.” She finished, gesturing toward the woman who'd just dropped her hands.

⇜ Deicide ⇝ [Dark Fantasy Isekai]

_{Update. 03.17.25.15:24}

- Changed the description of character skills to better represent
exactly what she can do.
- Added 'mystery code'.

Listen.

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Age. ??? Gender. Female Race. Curse Skill One. Can shrink down to about two inches in height and can also return to her original height at will. The time taken to complete the change in size is one second. Visually, she simply shrinks. There is no instant visual change, no sound, no flashing lights or effects. __________________________........... Skill Two. Has the ability to send and receive messages with anyone she has met. The distance does not matter and she does not need to have eye contact with them. These message are delivered telepathically and cannot be picked up or interrupted by anyone else. Replies work much the same way. Code. Dvrgtgin

ThemeTheme _______________________________________________________________________________________________________ Psychology. She is singular in her focus, driven to be as verbally obtrusive as she can. She doesn't know why, she just knows that for some reason her voice matters and everyone should hear it. Everyone is supposed to hear it, and so she's naturally loud. Loud and pragmatic. Once she knows what she and those around her are capable of, she understands where the line is and when and how not to cross it. More importantly, this means she understands how little help she is in a fight. Besides trying to be the voice of reason, or annoyance to some, she'll do little else besides stay out of the way and stay out of the fight. She is also quite inquisitive. Of people. She really wants to know why they do what they do and then maybe try and tell them to do the opposite just to see if they will. What I Remember. · A Crossroad. What do I remember? Well I'll tell you what I remember. I remember a crossroad. But not like an actual crossroad. Like, the kind you find in life. The kind where there are two paths ahead of you and one of them is obviously the better one. I stood there like a signpost, okay? I stood there and I told him "Go this way! This way is safe. This way is right. THIS is where all the cool people go." But did he listen? NO! No he didn't! He said in not so similar words, "But I want to go this way." and then walked RIGHT OFF A CLIFF! But not like an actual cliff. What I Can't Remember. · A Failure. That idiot and his stupid dream. His willingness to kill so. Many. People. And for what? I watched him literally step on the backs of other people. I watched him take something beautiful and destroy it for his own benefit. I watched him at every crossroad in horror as he dug up the other path and set the signpost on fire. And finally, when it was my time, when his greed and rage and indifference saw to me tumbling off the cliff edge with him to our end, a single thought crossed my mind: Why didn't you listen to me?! Oh and that cliff we tumbled off of? It was real. It was a real cliff! I died! Honestly? You people suck. Why do I even try?_ _ _