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7 yrs ago
Current @Spirit me too friend, me too. @Rin, oh, so you meant that..... that would certainly be great. If FGO does gather enough people, it'd be great to play the novels again
7 yrs ago
@Rin Are we just not counting FGO USA? Or do you mean like a full release of all the content on the Japanese version? lol
7 yrs ago
Trying to get back into things around here.
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9 yrs ago
FE:Fates is collecting dust in the sidelines while I'm busy Responses won't come until tomorrow Sorry to all of you whom I RP with. Feel free to godmod my characters as it seems fit
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9 yrs ago
Not gonna be around much today. Tests have finally hit me full force. Sorry to all my RP's.

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All righty, will have to re-check it then...

And yeah, that's what I meant by her glasses lol

As they store energy, Syone can also use that same piled up energy to her own advantage, releasing magecraft way more powerful than those stored in the jewels by using the energy inside them.


Worded that badly. I meant she can destroy the gems and use the energy inside to power up other spells. Basically using them to fuel her other gems.

Overall, though, is she like a bad character or do you think that tweaking the stuffs that you are saying will make her a-okay?

EDIT: Question, can the jewels vary in rank? Like, she carries twenty and their ranks vary from C to A(maybe lower if you think it best) as does their size? Of course, I'd count them as well.


i did a thing

@Relexquick bring ozy there's a rebel here
I shall put in my tentative interest as well. Wherever there's a Nasuverse RP I shall appear, even if only to lurk around.
Thought I'd wait for somebody else to post but meh

If anybody wants to approach the resident asshole, feel free.
Lester Astrante


Lester had arrived criminally early to the school, and now he was impatiently waiting for the staff to start the opening ceremony.

He tapped his foot incessantly against the floor as he looked at his clock with an irritated look in his face.

Scratching his twitching, left eyebrow, the man spoke up, "Do they not have any sense of responsibility? Who is the idiot who is in charge of all this? I wish to speak to his manager." Of course, his.... jokes were without an audience. Good thing since they were bad.

Socializing was not at all his thing, and he'd very much rather speak with someone who was as smart as him. Finding someone like that would most certainly not be easy, however, and he'd rather much be the one approached than the one approaching them.

And so, he reached for the card holder on his tight, took the cards out of it and started shuffling them in his hands. This time, there were no annoying brats asking him if he was a magician. He was, but not the kind they wanted. At least, not full time.

He tried not to let is show.... but he was nervous. Even more so with what her mother had said in the morning as he was getting ready to leave.

As he brushed his hair in front of the mirror this morning, his mother commented on how much he reminded her of his father. Not really the kinda thing you want to hear the very same day you're going into a military school, honestly. At least, one with ties to the military.
Call me impatient or rushy.... but I posted.

Lemme know if I fupped anything up, yeah?
Vyrmain


It had been quite long.... an eternity even. Without Senna by his side, giving him orders, what was really the point of living?

But no, he was letting his mind wander again. It wouldn't be too long before he decide to just end it all and cut open his wrist if he continued on this train of thought.

"No, I cannot." He said to himself, shaking his head. "If Lady Senna awaits my return still, then I cannot falter, not now."

Vyrmain had had quite the ride... He was out, buying groceries for the week, and next thing he knew he was in the middle of a damned mountain.... at least, near enough to one for the whole fucking place to be a freezing hell. To top it off, in the nearest village, they didn't seem to take too kindly to strangers.

But, as it was Vyrmain's custom, he gave two fucks about that and quickly looked for a lodge in which he could stay. Thankfully, they had heat in there... he wasn't going to die for the moment being, but Vyrmain had other things to worry about.... for instance, was Senna, his master, in this world as well?

If so, then was she okay? Had her horns been polished? Had her nails been polished? Had she been taking the afternoon tea Vyrmain was so intent on shoving on her person every afternoon? Was.... was she worried about him? Vyrmain hoped the answer was yes.

He sighed, his sigh sounding somewhat as if it were lovestruck, yet it was mostly out of worry for his master.

And then, thumping came from the room contiguous to his.

A vein popped at his forehead and he slammed his fist against the wall, denting it slightly, "Damned humans! Shut the fuck up or I'll eat you the fuck alive!" The thumping then stopped. Thankfully... whatever they were doing, they were not very considerate about other people. "For fuck's sake.... if they want to move furniture then do it when no one's in the room besides yours."

Regardless of his naivety, Vyrmain readied himself... he had supplies to last him for days, coats and caps to cover his head and enough mana to tank through the most of the unknown, but certainly lengthy(at least, so he supposed) snowy escapade. He strapped his gigantic backpack to his back and nodded.

He made his way out of the room and to the lobby, where everyone was looking at a group of strangers with intrigued eyes. A group of elves, by the looks of it, and the gigantic janitor tending to them.

With a snarl, Vyrmain adjusted his backpack once more and walked past the group.

"Are you folks here for lodging or did you have some business with the Adventurer's guild?" The janitor asked, prompting Vyrmain to stop for a second and hear what they were talking about.

"Oh, yeah." The man turned on his heel, redirecting himself to the counter and speaking to the man behind it. "Guess I haven't paid for the time I've been here. How much do I owe you, old man?"

He was sure the answer would be an 'I'm busy, let me check.', and while he checked that book of his, Vyrmain could surely eavesdrop on the conversation of the group.... if they had business with the guild, then they probably weren't from around here.... at least, so Vyrmain hoped.

Having scapegoats to use/eat in his way back sounded like the greatest idea he had had in months. He had to remind himself of letting Senna know so she would praise him later.... as childlike as that might've sounded, he did look forward to that.




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Then no worries lol. Hope I was of help ;P
@GrafRoy Zeppeli
I'm a bit confused. What is Constitution? I looked it up and found it to be similar to overall physical fitness, but then what about agility and strength? So is it more about endurance and overall energy?


Hm, not sure why you are asking me.... unless you're a GM and I missed the memo.

But anywho, as far as I know and as I am taking it, Constitution is for endurance and how much you can take before going down. This, of course, applies to other things. Overall, I take it more as 'Durability' than 'Constitution'.
Great, I will either have my post done tonight oooooor tomorrow in the afternoon.
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