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4 yrs ago
Done with uni forever, whoo
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6 yrs ago
Constantly dead from uni and physical health shit
7 yrs ago
I've got the flu, so responses are gonna be slow
7 yrs ago
I actually have some time to roleplay, for once
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8 yrs ago
Exams are happening.

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Mid 20s. Been here a long time, generally only join friend's rps. Constantly tired. Masc nonbinary, preference for they pronouns but he are ok too!

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Are we doing multiple characters? It's cool if the GM is okay with it, personally I'm not the biggest fan of it as it tends to get the character tab flooded quite quickly. Plus, it always sucks when a person nabs a character idea you really wanted to play, when they already have another character... You greedy bastards.


Up to three characters according to the character creation rules, I plan to make two cause I have the ideas for em but hopefully won't step on someone's else territory idea wise
If no one else wants to, the second character I'm working on could work for the "Leader" character
Guess I'll post my interest here

Unsure for magic/abilities yet still playing with ideas as i figure out a character hmm - I want something that would be good if used right but that the character will never ever use right so its always frustratingly bad






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Tuyen had moved to stand close to Rita, half in front of her as the accusations flew. Even when Justin stopped Britney from going she stayed there. She, for one, could completely understand why Rita had hidden her abstraction from the others. They would’ve been suspicious of her the whole time.

But things got more on topic. Multiple plans were thrown around and Tuyen couldn’t help but shiver when the hound appeared, hand automatically going to the new mark on her wrist. It didn’t seem like he’d come to take anyone away but instead brought an alternative.

Just as bad as all the others, really. Always a risk of someone dying.

She then winced as the Speaker approached in a horrible hallucination, flinching at their laughter and preaching about how they could achieve happiness. She scoffed at that thought. She would never achieve the happiness she wanted. Not that easily.

Still, giving in to the Glutton didn’t seem that bad. They glanced at their shadow, surprisingly silent for once. The intrusive whispers were background level self-loathing. Perhaps it was intimidated by the various higher powers around. She doubted it had that much self-awareness. But still, the decision was tough. It would be nice to be rid of her abstraction.

Rien rubbed the back of their head with a frown. What the fuck? On one hand they could sacrifice a few people and possible ascend, on the other they could race against the clock to find some weird ass super power wielders. There was no way they wanted to fall in with Amethyst and that lot. Giving in to the Glutton was completely out of the question. Giving up wasn’t a phrase in Rien’s dictionary (unless it really suited them).

“I vote for the ascension, getting greater power thing,” Rien said. “I agree with everything that Penny said. I trust everyone here cause we’ve been through some shit together, and we made it this far on our own. I think we gotta keep depending on ourselves and not others.”

“I also agree with Britney,” Caelea spoke up with a shrug. She still hated Britney’s guts, sorta, but it was definitely the best option. She was a firm believer in if you want something done, do it yourself. “I don’t trust other people who save us. I don’t think they will. I definitely don’t trust Amethyst at all, and I told her that myself. Penny’s right. Those of you who haven’t met her don’t know what she’s like… she’d kill any of us to get her way. So Ascension or whatever is the best way.”

Min frowned, listening to the others and inclining his head. What they all said made a certain amount of sense. He wouldn’t give in to the Glutton. Becoming a puppet seemed far worst than death. And the idea of Ascension seemed… appealing. But risky.

“I agree with Lynette,” Min gave a soft sigh, gaze moving to her. “The Wielders of White Light seem much more knowledgeable than us, and much less likely to mess everything up.”

Tuyen remained silent. She’d let the others decide and go along with it. Because honestly, she didn’t know what the best option was. She wasn’t even sure if she cared.







Grand Ridge Academy



Tuyen had given Rita a slight glance when she arrived, unsurprised to find the other girl just as exhausted as she was. She was almost glad that the other girl didn’t bother with a greeting – she barely had the energy for it herself. Though, she didn’t mind her essentially shadowing her.

The recollection Justin showed them all was… awful. It gave one other thing they had to possibly fight against. Themselves. Which was just great. What even was the point? It was really great, it wasn’t like Tuyen didn’t already have a fucking voice in her head without the influence of something else being in there.

The other’s will betray you first.

For once she agreed with the shadow, it was likely. Though if she lost her abstraction… would that be so bad?

“Wow, I can’t wait for us all to be even more suspicious of each other,” Rien piped up, voice heavy with sarcasm. Though they quickly turned to raise an eyebrow at Penny, head tilted at Rita’s question.

They had been there when Billy had considered (as much as he denied it) throwing Rita into a human killing barrier. They were also just a little bit suspicious of the fact that he was gone. “Let’s hope he stays missing, if it’s the worst case,” they muttered.

“Surely it’s too dangerous to just run in without even knowing how to fix the seals,” Min responded to Penny with a frown, ignoring all the other conversation that had happened (though keeping an eye on his cousin). “We don’t know that we can do something to keep the glutton in. We need more time to plan.”

“What, and become sitting ducks that’ll lose our minds and attack each other? I don’t think so,” Rien rolled their eyes. “I think Penny has the right idea, going from the campgrounds. It looks like the easiest route and, well, it’s familiar.”

“We’re going to need to make sure to stick together,” Caelea pointed out the obvious, ignoring another eye roll from Rien. “Some of us have more combat-oriented abilities than others, and we don’t know what kind of shit will be in there. Well, apart from you know… the Glutton. I’m just saying, we’re short for time, but we should at least quickly think of how we’re going to go about it?”

Not that she was one for thinking normally, and she did want to get going, honestly. It just seemed the sensible thing to do.




Grand Ridge Academy



Tuyen woke in cold sweat, sharp breaths wracking through her body. Another recollection. Because of course, god forbid they have a good night’s sleep. Not that she would’ve gotten it anyway. She’d practically collapsed in her bed when they’d gotten back but, exhausted as she was, sleep wouldn’t come.

Instead she’d ignored the sinister whispers and tried her hardest to shift through the memories that didn’t belong to her. Because if she was going to use a hopefully useful extraction, she had to understand the girl that had once held it. She was surprised how little her death affected her. She only felt a numbness when considering it. There had been to many now to give what little emotion she had left, beyond self hatred and guilt, to someone who was practically a stranger.

Someone who’s memories she now had.

She could understand a little what the other girl felt. Like someone who should’ve died, the ghost of a town, just getting through life. That was what she felt now. Like she hardly existed. She found it hard to even care. But she had to, to survive, she guessed.

(Did she even want to? She wasn’t sure anymore.)

Shaking off the depressing thoughts she forced herself up, merely eyeing her shadow as it slunk around her. She changed into a fresh set of clothes, rummaging deep in her drawers to find something as warm as what she’d had on before (and slept in).

Once done she splashed her face with water and headed out the door.







Grand Ridge Academy
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Caelea felt like some fucking idiot as she stared at the map that the others had gathered around. Ok, yeah, they’d pointed out where they were going yesterday but she had no clue how to read maps. Honestly she was just pretending to look at it. It was a good thing she didn’t need to but, y’know, still made her feel dumb.

Min, on the other hand, was studying the map intently as if it could give him the answer to the meaning of life. Or, maybe how to understand the abstraction he’d taken. Britney had said something about understanding the person who had it. Sure, he had the mayor’s memories. But he had no clue what the person was like. It had kept him up most of the night as he tried to understand. Not understanding was something that had always frustrated him in his constant pursuit for knowledge. Yet here he was, unable to do the simple thing of understand someone who’s memories he held. It was infuriating.

So he distracted himself by memorising the map.

“You mean that recollection where John Reid also “killed” all those creatures that chased us yesterday?” Rien air quoted killed, shivering slightly. “Felt like a flashback to me.”

For all they said it was like some terrifying flashback, Rien had actually slept pretty well the night before. Sure, it had been filled with nightmares and dreams of the death of all their friends. But other than that? Been pretty good. Still, now that they were awake they were worried for Kimberly. She’d lost one of her closest friends the night before and they may have lost a lot of people… but that had to have hit hard. So they kept an eye on her and stuck close. Just in case. Cause that’s what friends do, y’know.

“Just say it, Justin,” Tuyen joined the group a bit late, but on time to hear the last of what had been said. She stared him in the eye in a sudden surge of weird confidence (looking people in the eye was never her strong point). After the events of the day before, and all the dreams and memories that weren’t hers she’d seen last night, she found she cared just a little less about what people thought of her. She cared a little less about pretending to be happy (though she lost that a while back). “We’ve heard, and seen, a lot that’s tough to swallow. What’s one more thing to add to it? So just tell us quickly… please?”

She shifted slightly, gaze dropping to the floor and a hand running through her hair. It was better that he told them right away but yeah, maybe she could’ve phrased that a little better.
@Ghost Note oy sorry I ain't had the time to post since you left what with dissertation writing and exams :') but I'm more free now so guess I can get on that
@Ruler Inc Ay I'm fine with finishing it after you get back, a three month gap is no biggie - esp after how long we've been slogging at it. Less pressure and a nicer ending, its always better not to rush
finally a post

oh wait it doesn't feature caealea getting out of danger

well, either way I already started work on the final act a few days ago

get ready for the end of the recollections and the thrilling final battle against the Glutton


Tbh I figured I'd get out the Rien / Tuyen side, since Cael getting out of danger is a lot easier to just write in (and I did it right before running out the house)

I've got a WIP for Cael anyway that I'll add onto the post later tonight
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