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5 yrs ago
Who here likes cuddles?
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6 yrs ago
If your girl can't crack your skull between her thighs then whats the point of even being a human being.
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6 yrs ago
Identities are confusing to figure out.
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7 yrs ago
How do wing.
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Omae wa mou shindeiru.
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Bio

Well hello.

I guess I should introduce myself, huh.

I'm Gardevoiran, just some schmuck going to college and working towards getting a degree in Fine Arts.

I do commissions and what-not, and you can ask me to do a commission for you through my Discord (Gardevoiran #1429) or up here through RPGuild PMs, and I receive donations and payment through my Ko-fi page. Clicking the box right below here will take you to it.



I'm a nerd. I play Pokemon religiously, I dabble in some anime, I write up here, and I love watching incredibly awful movies and just making fun of them. Specifically things like "Leo the Lion" and what not.

I don't have much else to say, so I guess I can leave you guys with a really bad joke.

"What do you call a cow with two legs?"
"Lean beef."

Most Recent Posts

In Pokémon: Start → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


@PlatinumSkink




Skylar winced at Celebrity taking that hit. Yeesh, that wasn't gonna be pretty next round, but Skylar held fast. He didn't have many ideas for what could be done with a strategy, but he knew that Paradise was beefy. Maybe she could take another attack? Regardless, he pointed out his hand and called for Paradise's next move. "Paradise, Gust!"

The Tropius nodded, flaring her wings out and letting out a series of massive blasts of air. Of course, it was only a Gust, but the sheer size of the blasts would be enough to hopefully cause some serious damage onto the Accelgor. Heck, if Paradise withstood another Acid Spray, then maybe a second Gust would be enough to drop the Accelgor. It's what Skylar was going to go with, in any case. That being said, Skylar was planning ahead in case Paradise wouldn't be able to withstand the next hit, and he patted the Wingull nestled in his hair.

"Get ready, Sea. Paradise might need you to hop in and clean up a bit." Skylar said to his starter, still watching the battle unfold before him, even if it was incredibly blurry.
In Pokémon: Start → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


@PlatinumSkink




"Yeah, I'm not gonna let him get hit by that. Mac, return!" Skylar held out a Pokeball and brought Mac back up to him and the rest of the party, looking at the rest of his cast to see who'd be best suited to fighting now that the Accelgor was throwing Skylar a curveball he needed to be prepared for... hm...

"Paradise!" He pounded his hand with excitement at the realization, pointing out onto the battlefield as his Tropius leapt up over him and flew down onto the dirt of the Gym, staring down the Accelgor. "Tropius!" Skylar, meanwhile, let Mac back out of his Pokeball up top, who was confused (and arguably a bit disheartened) but still excited to learn from the fight so he could counter Double Team strats down the road.

"Paradise, Sweet Scent so we can actually find the right Accelgor." Skylar called out his command, knowing that if Paradise was to have any shot at beating Accelgor, this would be the best way for it to go down.
In I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes! → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

A Quest is yours to receive: Fashion 8 Beads of Prayer

  • Beads can be made from a number of materials: stones, clay, gems, even wood.
  • Beads should be strung along a sturdy string or rope.
  • Wearing them around the wrist or neck is the most convenient method to keep them close


Do you wish to receive this Quest? Y/N
System:Digbie

"Ohmigosh yes." Digbie accepted the quest as fast as he could've possibly done. He was ecstatic to receive some word back finally from his efforts to contact Jehanne, and he figured that if he was going to try and get this Taboo out of his system, he needed to do as much as he could. This quest would probably be the first of many, but no matter how many, he'd do them all on his path to redemption.

He looked down at the quartzy pebble down behind his book, staring at it intently. Was this a start to the beads that he had to fashion? Maybe the world was throwing him a bone and this was a way for him to figure things out. Regardless, Digbie closed his book, grabbed his effigy, and stored everything away before he picked up the stone, inspecting it closely with some analysis skills to see what it's properties were.

Then, he thought about something... and pondered if he could get it to work...? He looked up in the air, took a small breath, then exhaled as he spoke. "System, track progress on quest 'Fashion 8 Beads of Prayer.'" Hopefully he could keep track without having to always count it himself automatically.

Alright, so... he should probably get to business, then. He looked at the ground near him, specifically looking for the spot that was the most gravelly out of the bunch, before he held both his hands out and tried to use two instances {Soil Manipulation}, both to work on his Dual Casting, and also to sift through the dirt and gravel to find suitable stones for his necklace. Not just any stones would do, but hopefully with some effort he could find exactly what he needed.





In Pokémon: Start → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


@PlatinumSkink




"Now, Mac!" As the Double Teams started to show, Mac had let loose his Ember, trying to score a hit on... whatever Accelgor he was looking at. He wasn't sure which one would be right, and since Skylar couldn't really see either, it was all up to the Torchic to figure out which Accelgor was the one he needed to hit. He'd at least know in a moment with whatever Accelgor was going to hit him.

On that note, the plan was still going. Immediately after the first Ember was shot off, Mac went right back to cooking up another Ember in his mouth, waiting for the Quick Attack to hit off before he'd let it loose on whatever clone wasn't as it seemed. Hopefully he'd be able to tell, anyway. Surely the clones were just illusions and not actually able to hurt the Torchic!
In Pokémon: Start → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


@PlatinumSkink




It was time. He had his team at their strongest, he was ready to go give this gym a shot. He raised his fist in the air, smiling at his posse of Pokemon. Seabreeze. Celebrity. Paradise. Jonathan. Mac. Smiley. If this was the beginning of a team that'd help Skylar make it into the books as one of the strongest trainers in all of Isson, he'd be more than happy to stand with this little squadron of birds and fairies. He was excited for the fight.

He stepped into the Gym, listened to the Gym Guide speak (both so he could feel happy and in case Skylar needed any pointers on the Gym) before he took a deep breath, turned to see his team again, and stepped into the room with his head held high. Win or lose, he was in it to have fun. If he lost, he could learn from it and grow stronger as a result. If he won, good! That's a badge in the bag and a victory under his belt. He was ready to rock and roll!



Gym Leader Lorette would like to battle!

‘Accelgor! You’re up first!’
Lorette


Starting with a stronger bug type, eh? Well, if she was going to go all out, then starting with a powerhouse was definitely a smart idea. Still, she had her monologue, but Skylar hadn't even introduced himself yet. So... he guessed now was as good as a time as any.

"I think we met at the Silent Shrine, but I'm Skylar in case you forgot! I didn't want to come into this gym without being at the top of my game, so I've made sure to help my team be as prepared as possible for this battle. We're coming in this fight not expecting to win or lose, but to come and bear witness to an opportunity for us to grow as trainer and team, even if I'm relatively new! Get ready, Lorette, because we're gonna give it our all!"

Skylar grabbed hold of his sunglasses, smiling from ear to ear, as he tore them off his face, revealing to Lorette and any audience members the cloudy gray of his eyes.

Pokemon Trainer Skylar accepts the challenge!


Skylar turned back to his team, snapping his hands towards his own first team member. "You ready for your first real battle, Mac?"

"Tor~chic!" Mac smiled as he waddled forward, leaping as high as he could into the air before landing on the battleground with a puff of dust where he landed. Despite his small little frame, his eyes were emblazoned with a burning passion. He was ready to go!

"Mac! Prepare to Ember, but watch out for Accelgor's speed! When he tries to hit you, let loose the Ember!" Skylar shot his hand out as he called his commands to Mac, his smile only widening as this battle got started!
In High Ground Online → 5 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay


"Oi? Whaddya doin, all by yerself at this bar?" One of the fellow Golden Guardian members asked, noticing the black hooded Arina sitting at the bar minding her own business, writing note all in the small notebooks she had. She rolled her eyes, seriously wishing to stay out of whatever this guy wanted. Gods, he had all his character armor on, and it regrettably did not hide the smell he had emanating off him. He was with a few of his buddies, no doubt all in a party, and he was intent on getting Arina to notice him.

"Y'better know what's good for ya, young lady, or else y've'ta answer to me, Lord Reddick the Rhino! Now, I'm sure I asked ye a question?" Sheesh, what a name. He almost smelled like a rhino at that. Arina sighed to herself before she turned around to look at 'Reddick the Rhino' before she realized that maybe his name wasn't too far off. He certainly looked the part, or at least, she wanted to say he did. He didn't catch on to who Arina was at first, maybe because she was technically logged out and didn't like showing her face. If it was any reason, it'd be one of those. Regardless, he placed a hand down on the counter beside Arina as he pressed forward, Arina simply bringing up the page to let her log back in.

"Listen here, lassie. Me and m'boys can take ye home, make sure yer safe, if y'want. With people like Graph'te 'round, ye'd d'well wit some comp'n-" Reddick stopped as he watched the girl's outfit finally materialize over her, her model reflecting that of what his superior was. Pestilent simply stared at him, drawing a frowny face on her mask all the while. "Yes? You were saying something?"

Reddick quickly stood back up, raising a hand to his forehead and saluting at his deputy. "M-Milady Em'rald! Aye, 'give me! I didn't know 'twas ye! I-I was wonder'n if'n ya needed some help writin' yer guide!" Reddick quickly changed his entire outlook of Pestilent with his switch, staring at his superior like he knew he had fucked up... which, he did, but whatever.

"Thank you, but I'm quite alright doing this alone. Rest assured, the captain will be hearing about this good work you've done, offering to help, though." Pestilent smirked, swiveling her chair around and leaving Reddick... very scared. He awkwardly shuffled back over to his posse of rank smelling dudes, leaving Pestilent to chuckle to herself.

"God, some of these Golden Members and their gall," she commented, sipping away at her root beer.
In I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes! → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

I was afraid.

I stood in the darkness of this nightmare as if it was a prison and I had no way out. All around me were shadows of fellow goblins, at first. Why? I'd only been a goblin for a little while, and now I was something different. Despite that, the goblins that were around me tread slowly towards a sea of even blacker darkness. What stood within that I could hardly describe.

Monsters, of all shapes and sizes. Even with what seemed like miles between me and their black outlines, I could still feel their presence. I was mortified. Some were as big as elephants, others were as small as bugs. Some were like humans, others like dogs. Some felt hot and humid on their bodies, and others felt freezing and slick. It was mortifying. It was even moreso when I felt that hand of someone like me rub against my shoulder, leading the others towards the darkness.

I clambered to my feet, staring back at the darkness. I could continue to go that way, join many others in the idea that to grow strong I had to fall to my darkness. I was brought back by a Demon King, so it would only make sense. Though, even with that, I could see my own shadow as it stretched towards the darkness, though, it wasn't like the others. The others were tangible, and I could touch them and feel their grainy goblinoid skin. My shadow was just that. A shadow, cast by a light coming from behind me.

So I turned around, and saw the light. Was that Jehanne's forgiveness for falling into the Taboo that I saw earlier? Was it sanctuary for someone like me to go and find? It didn't seem like there was a path, but as I kept staring, I slowly began to see my path in it. It was slim, no doubt tough for someone to travel, but it wasn't nonexistent. If I was careful, I could do it.

I took one last look at the shadows behind me. A goblin gestured for me to follow as I glanced, but their wishes I had to decline. I knew what I was going to do--what choice I would make--and going down the path of darkness wasn't on my schedule.

One foot in front of the other, I walked towards the light. I swear, I remember saying something as I walked down the narrow path of the light...

"Jehanne protect me... please.

~~~~~~~< The next day... >~~~~~~~


"... ngh..." God, sleeping on the floor was tough. Especially with dreams like that. Regardless, Digbie rose back up from the floor of the cave. Seemed like everyone else had gone back outside, save for Torrent, though from the way that things were going with her, he was scared to even ask what she was doing. That being said, Digbie only had one real thing on his mind. He grabbed his gear once again, slinging his Ratskin Pack over his back and throwing his satchel over his shoulder before he walked outside on his own. He had something he needed to do, and wanted to do yesterday, but couldn't. Hopefully today, he could manage to do what he was trying to.

After snacking on whatever things he could, Digbie stepped towards the stream, away from Oberon, away from Ash, and away from Torrent. At the shore, he began digging through his satchel and pulled out his prayer book and his Maiden Effigy, placing both down on the shore away from the water (as to not let them get washed away). He took a drink from the stream, wiped the remaining water off his mouth, and returned to his book, opening the page to the Great Fast.

... while he wasn't sure what the whole thing he needed to recite was, these books were normally meant for humans. Hopefully he could read something off before the Broken Tower tribe made it to Digbie and the others. If they made it, though, Digbie'd have to put this on hold just a little longer. Man, he hoped they'd take a bit more time...!

"Maiden, I have fallen to the taboo, and am no longer worthy of being called your child. Though I am only a demiblin, I wish to receive your holy guidance and blessing to purge this taboo out of my body, for my own safety, and the strength to provide the same safety to myself and my friends."




In Capes of Samekh - A Post-Worm RP → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

"Oh." Mastar said abruptly as she immediately scrambled to her feet in the tank. Gosh darnit Manifold! You could've given a heads up you were gonna throw that! Within seconds, Mastar oozed out of the tank and made it back onto the grass and dirt, making a beeline for where the truck wa- where'd that go? On that note, where did Manifold go...? Bah, she'd worry about that later. Right now there was what seemed to be an imploding ball of pure light expanding right behind her. In an instant, her powers went into overdrive it seemed, her mass growing in front of her to help keep her from getting caught by the blast. At first, it wasn't much of a growth, but then she found herself in front of the blast by a couple of yards, before she actually managed to outrun it entirely and make it back to Arson and... Jackalope? Was that his name? She didn't care, she was exhausted.

"H-Hey... haahh... m-managed to outrun my death... haahh... gimme a second." she said, breathing hard. How much did she lose there for tar generation? Fifty seemed too small, maybe a hundred? Bah, whatever. she was alive, though, and that's all that mattered. "Where's... Manifold? Pretty sure she... was right by the truck..."

"Oh, shit! She's still under there!"
Jackalope


"... s-she should be fine... r-right Arson...? Mastar stuttered, stepping over to the wreckage of the truck and pouring more tar into her arms for more strength. She was going to have to try to heave it to the side, at least enough so that Manifold could be revealed if she was under there. Arson could easily do it, but maybe if Mastar did then everything would be okay. "Y-you and her fought against Endbringers before! What's a truck gonna do, s-scrape your knee?" Mastar smiled as she placed two tarry tendrils under the truck, took a breath, and lifted as much as she could. She tried to keep her smile up, but it wouldn't serve to hide the fact she was definitely worried.



"Whoa, isn't that kinda taboo?" Aesthetic whispered, still paying attention to the situation as her cape identity. That's... wow. She remembered that it was kind of breaking a rule in the past to reveal names like that. Though, that was in the past, back when there was a Protectorate and such. Now it's different... so... maybe it didn't matter as much? Regardless, the situation was still one that was interesting to watch, especially with the development that SWAT took a knee towards Spindle.

"Talk about first impressions." She rolled her eyes at what was going on while still simply watching and observing. C'mon, Judah! You could've at least asked why before you willingly did it!
In Tower of Fable → 5 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay

A moment and air of silence, at least for a minute. Something to take her mind off of what had happened so far today. This was... quite the interesting debacle that she had been thrust into. What with the morning with Lorelai, facing Selene head on, acquiring the lost Relic for Eleonor, the elusive Jester's appearance, and now this ordeal that probably involved Rose and Kanbaru. It was odd, the pacifistic bard having to spring a heist to bust two of her ex-allies out of a slave ring, but Akiko admitted that she'd need the help moving forward. As great as Lorelai and Eleonor were, having more than three cards amongst a group was a good idea.

The cat checked her equipment, which was honestly just her shortsword. She hadn't a need to use it yet, save for the shackles that bound her to Selene's table, but she still figured it was best to be prepared. In her hands, though, rested a Lorelai Card and an Eleonor card. Surely the executor of the Imperium and her loyal knight were enough to protect her, or at least, she hoped so. In a way, these cards were like those ghosts from that one show her acquaintance showed her. Stands? Bah, whatever. Point is, she had assets, and they'd no doubt be handy for what's to come.

As soon as she was ready, Akiko drew her cloak over her head and rushed outside to join up with Eleonor and Lorelai. Just as she made it out, Lorelai was sending away the infantry, with her debriefing the cat and Eleonor in separate.

"We hunt a black hearted fiend of immense cunning and a casual disregard for the sanctity of the Imperium and its people. Emilia of Warovia has elluded justice for too long, and today we shall show her she is no noble. She is a worm, one I will see receive the full punishment she deserves for her monstrous ways."
Lorelai

There was a pause in Lorelai's speech as she leapt up onto Durgan, offering a hand down to help Akiko and Eleonor up.

"Time is of the essence, and while our horses are superb for navigating our Imperium's highways, there is no beast that can surpass Durgan and I riding as one. We shall shackle that fiend before she feels the breeze of our approach strike her false flesh."
Lorelai

Akiko ran up and took the hand, allowing herself to be hoisted onto Durgan's saddle and finding her arms hugging around Lorelai just for stability's sake. No doubt it'd be a bumpy ride, and she definitely didn't want to fall off.

"When we get there, I'll go try to find my captured friends. No doubt they'll be handy for subduing Emilia if the need arises." Akiko mentioned, though something bothered her. She didn't... actually have a plan for how she was going to save Rose and Kanbaru. Hell, she didn't even know if that bluenette was a sign that it's Rose and Kanbaru. That being said, it was a hunch, and she knew she had to act on it. Plus, it wasn't like she didn't have time to figure out what to do. She had the whole ride to figure out an idea, after all. Something would come to her.

"Hold on, you two. Black Pentacle's on it's way."
In Worlds of Disney → 5 yrs ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay
The Pumpkin King!

"Cassim!" Jack called as he noticed his fellow trickster getting slogged in the gut and choked out by another shadow. Everyone else was handling their own encounters pretty well, though the king of thieves could use a hand. Jack smiled and obliged without a spoken word to him, tossing a jack-o-lantern over Cassim and banishing a shadow that was going to join the fight on Cassim from the mortal world with a simple flash of a blaze. "Everyone, stay strong! We can handle this struggle so long as we don't falter!" The Pumpkin King shouted to his friends before a spirit came sneaking up towards him, almost like it was trying to get the drop on him...

"Oh? And who are you, trying to spook the most terrifying creature?" Jack turned to face the shadow head-on, grabbing the edges of his mouth and pulling them down past his shoulders. With a terrifying howl, Jack let loose a potent red flame, blasting out of his gaping maw and onto the transparent yet solid flesh of the shadowy figure, though it didn't last for long as the shadowy form began to melt in front of everyone's eyes, it becoming nothing more than a pile of residue on the floor. Letting go of his mouth, Jack placed a hand to his forehead and cackled into the night sky. "I guess it's just too hot for some of these shadows to bear! In fact..."

Jack sprung up into the air, smiled from 'ear to ear', then brought his hands to his side as hes tarted to emblazon the surrounding area of the tavern, courtyard, and several streets with a bright blaze. So much for subtlety, but it kept the area lit up, and hopefully it'd be enough to keep the shadows from continuing an endless assault. At least, that's what Jack hoped his illusioned flames would do. If they didn't, hopefully the pressure could be kept up.

Zero, meanwhile, was rushing through shadow after shadow, 'smashing' into them with his bright red nose and causing them to vanish from the inside out. Seems like the light of the ghost pooch's nose was enough to banish the shadows away from the world. Regardless, it was racking up a decent 'kill' count by simply rushing around, finding himself right back inside of a familiar bathtub. He barked at the creepy cavalcade of cartoonish creations happily before licking Lock, then Shock, then Barrel. Sure, they were mischievous, but they were still Zero's friends!
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