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4 yrs ago
Current Goodbye Miura. One of my favorite fantasy authors of all time has gone too soon.
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5 yrs ago
Don't forget, they made another new hero named Screentime. A meme loving superhero who got his powers from exposure to internet gas. He has the ability to basically be a smart phone.
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5 yrs ago
Sometimes I open up a new tab on my browser and I forget what I intended to do with it... What am I doing here again?
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5 yrs ago
When did I do that?
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5 yrs ago
Whenever you're feeling down, just remember that this man is cheering you on: youtu.be/KxGRhd_iWuE
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No, no. Talking is fine. I don't mind talking," Nora replied, flattening the skirt of her school uniform to give her hands something to do. If Amelia hadn't already figured it out, she was quite the nervous wreck when it came to interacting with almost anyone. "So how did you first meet everyone here? Did you... die too?" she asked.

As she listened to Amelia's story, despite whether it was long or short, Nora would find that her uniform was already too tidy to do anything with and chose to switch to eating more of that leftover cake. Otherwise she would just begin fidgeting and feeling more awkward trying to simply communicate with her classmate.


"Y-yes, I'm okay with that. It won't take long to create my crystals, so I can just keep it at the ready in case we're attacked. Since we probably won't be in the first place right? That's why she only kept two of us here," Nora said, more to reassure herself that she's be avoiding battle than anything else.

Taking a seat on the nearby couch again, the blonde girl tried her best to calm her racing heart. Merely the idea of battle unnerved her, an unfortunate flaw considering the power that had been granted to her. Once her nerves had returned to manageable levels, she tried her best to smile and nodded toward Amelia. "Some girl time between the two of us sounds like it could be fun," the shy devil replied.

Practice




With the simulation now over thanks to Lauren's sky pirate antics, Robert waved goodbye to Gren and Yue, telling them he had enjoyed his time making the shelter with them. Even if it ended up going mostly unused. He didn't mind though, it's better to look ahead and prepare, than to look back and regret. His dad told him that once, or perhaps he had read it in a book at the library. Either way, the redhaired hunter-in-training had enough regrets in his life to add another to the list.

After being dismissed by Ms. Stella Nuit, the boy would begin his short walk to Practice where he would take the first empty seat he saw. By some miracle, he had not only arrived on time, but had actually sat his ass down in a chair early... mostly because he had forgotten to change into his practice clothes and was still wearing his school uniform. With these few extra minutes of free time granted to him by his punctuality, Robert pulled out his scroll and started up a game he had downloaded last night.

For the next five minutes, Robert would farm for the in-game currency needed to summon more characters in the mobile game's gacha, quickly extending into the beginning of class time. Despite the RNG giving him only the weakest and most common jpgs, the redhead was hooked. The only saving grace he had was that he hadn't paid for any of the microtransactions, though that was mostly due to his less than ideal financial situation than because he had any semblance of self control.

When Jericho warned the class of the upcoming physical exertion that he would be putting them through, Robert still had his nose in his scroll, not even looking up for a moment as he followed the class like a mindless zombie. The gacha had consumed him, just like so many other poor souls.
If we get more people, I can create a character as well.

Survival




While a storm god certainly had no chance of knocking the two girls out of the sky, a little bit of bad luck could certainly do wonders for sending their plan nose diving back to the ground that once lay beneath their feet.

...

It was a good thing than that the redhaired boy, who's semblance made him more dangerous than a black cat crossing your path while walking under a ladder and dropping a mirror, hadn't been paying much attention to his surroundings. "Did you guys hear that?" he asked no one in particular, looking around at his surroundings. He turned to the left to see if he could find the source of the noise. Then right. Nothing. "Ah well, must not be anything important."


"I... understand," Nora replied, her voice shaky. She knew when she accepted Ixveria's offer of salvation that performing such tasks would become necessary if she wished to remain on this Earth, but now that her loyalty was being tested, she wasn't so sure that this was a great idea. However, death was the only alternative, and the fear that resided in her heart over what would happen to her now after becoming a reincarnated would have to push her forward. That and the desire to live up to her fellow peers. "I'll do what is asked of me."

Having now been partnered up with Amelia, Nora approached the Dhamphir, her head hung low in shame as she criticized her own constant hesitance. Still holding on to the beautiful piece of art she had been handed earlier, being careful not to wrinkle or fold it in any way, the shy girl asked, "Um, is there anything you would like me to do? I could barricade doors and windows with my... um... Oh, what's it called..." Her face became flustered as the blond haired girl struggled to remember the name her power was given by her King. "Sacred Gear? Yes, that... Though it would probably also destroy whatever I place them on or next to," Nora suggested, shooting down her own plan.

Survival


Aftering having helped Oswald with some lumber, Gren assisted the others in chopping down trees. For once the chainsaw function of Annabeth was used for its original agricultural origins instead of its ad hoc weaponized purpose. He had cleared away a lot of the trees and stumps, getting a bit concerned about what they should be doing now. He could deforest this entire island by tomorrow, but that won’t help them against the coming storm or getting out of this place. He could only hope that Oswald or the others were devising a plan to get them off this island while Gren and everyone else worked on a temporary shelter.

As Gren was about to cut down another tree he heard a small voice shout at him over the roar of his chainsaw. Turning the screaming blade off he turned to see Yue, the weird brown maid girl. He hasn’t really interacted with her much since the parent’s day meeting. He walked over to her since she seemed to have an idea. Gren had an idea too, so if her plan sucks he’d suggest his own. ”Hey, wussup?”

While both Gren and Yue’s weapons were pretty well suited for chopping down the surrounding forestry and providing large amounts of wood and lumber for the group, Robert’s wasn’t. When he came to realize that trying to hack through was doing more damage to the blade then it was to the actual tree, he would resign himself to collecting what the others had brought down and gathering it all together as best as he could, rolling what he could and dragging what wouldn’t fit between the stumps left in their path.

As he wiped the sweat from his brow with the sleeve of his hoodie, he heard the voice of Yue call out over the raucous sound of the orc’s chainsaw. Regrouping with the two of them, he greeted his classmates with a simple, ”What’s up?”

Yue looked to the two boys and gulped. Normally she wasn’t one to lead projects like this, however her mother had told her that once she becomes the head maid of the Schnee family, it would be her responsibility to organize and direct others. She just hadn’t expected to do something like this so soon. Clearing her throat Yue bowed at Gren and Robert before speaking. ”I have an idea how we could build the shelter. First, I need Gren to carve out some notches on those trees over there.” Yue pointed towards four fairly stout tree they haven’t cut down yet.

”Those four trees will be the corners of the shelter we’ll be building. What I was thinking is that we could use wood joining to put these logs together, and hopefully that would keep them stable enough to survive the monsoon. Robert, you and I will need to work on the lumber together. I’ll shave the bark and excess wood off, but only your blades would be small enough to handle the finer carving.”

Kneeling on the ground Yue picked up a stick and made a sketch of what she needed Robert to carve. ”If you ever played with lincoln logs, it’s something like that. Except instead of a slanted roof, it’ll just have to be a flat one. My sword is too big to carve out the notches needed for the logs, but I think your weapon is better at that Robert.” Then Yue looked to Gren, going over to a nearby tree and taking out her sword. She hacked a few notches into it, but only on one side. ”Gren I need you to make notches similarly to this, on one side of the trees, and then on the opposite side of the other tree. We need to make the shelter on those trees in order to protect it from flooding. It won’t be perfect but with any luck it’ll be stable.” Yue looked to the two and gulped. She hoped they understood what she wanted and didn’t mind her ordering them around. This would be the first time she’s ever done so on her own initiative.

Gren thought about Yue’s idea and it wasn’t bad. It was almost like his plan, except he intended to dug holes to put the timber through himself, since he didn't trust the foundation of just laying down lumber. He had some questions about Yue’s idea and worried that without any nails, rope, or other binding agents, the entire thing was going to collapse in on itself once too much weight was put onto it. But it wasn’t a bad idea. ”Aight, I’m down with that plan. But I’m worried that it won’t be strong enough to support all of our weight. I mean, I’m a pretty heavy guy just by myself. Maybe a few more logs or two to make sure that the whole thing doesn’t collapse on us. Still, I’ll go ahead and notch up those trees.” Walking over to the tree that Yue had hacked up he examined the cut and turned to Yue. ”Like this? Except maybe cleaner? I can do that.”

Gren flexed his arms as he approached the four trees Yue had pointed out. Activating his semblance he started walking up the tree and as he walked he revved up his saw. He’ll have to be careful: this time he doesn’t want to cut completely through the tree. Splinters and sawdust went flying as he went to work on making this log house hideout.

As Yue explained her idea, Robert nodded along while listening. He recalled reading about wood joining once at his local library and how several civilisations would use it to create buildings if they lived in an area that lacked resources like iron to create nails. Reading about it and actually putting it into action were two very different things though, so he hoped that he’d be able to do his job correctly. He didn’t want to let everyone else down.

Despite the doubt that he had in his own ability, the boy gave the young maid a bright smile and an enthusiastic thumbs up. ”You can count on me!” he told her before setting off back to the pile of lumber he had created with what the two had cut down earlier. The boy would patiently wait for her to begin shaving off the branches and bark, smoothing out the first log before he would begin the delicate work of carving out the small indentations. For a first time woodcarver, it was actually pretty decent, though not enough that he’d be winning any awards any time soon.

Yui smiled as the two agreed to her plan. It really gave her hope that this wasn’t as silly as she thought. As Gren went to work, she and Robert went to some wood piles to start carving. THey had timber of various girths, but she wanted to make sure she can use all of them. Thus, that meant they needed to conform to the smallest of the logs. When she found what looked like the thinnest Yui went to work shaving off the branches and bark with precision, slicing a clean parallel cut into the log until it was a long cube instead of a cylinder. This would be the base in which all of the logs will be shaped.

After that Yue gave the square lumber to Robert to cut while she started to shape the other logs. She used some fire dust to heat her blade, not enough to cause the logs to catch on fire. Just enough to dry them out so they’d be stiff when they’re stacked up instead of flexible and thus bend. The last thing she wants is for the wood to warp when they’re putting this building together.

The work was long and arduous, but soon after carving up all of the lumber and finishing the prep, they had laid down the first “floor” of the shelter. Securing the square timber into the notches Gren made, then stacking the logs Robert had carved, they had created a base five feet above the ground, and then filled the gap with more carved logs and had a floor. All they needed now was to keep building up and eventually make a roof. However they were going to need more wood.

”Good job you two! But we’re not done yet. We need more wood to stack up for walls and a roof. I think maybe… Ten high on three sides, And then fifteen or so more lengthwise for the roof. As like Gren mentioned, maybe if we can we could fit a few logs underneath at the center to help stabilize the shelter. Oh! And I know we’re going to need some filler in between. This way we don’t have any cracks. So Gren and I will go back to cutting more timber down, Robert, could you make use some mortar? Water, rocks, sand, that sort of thing. It’s a dirty job but I’m relying on you to handle it, okay?” Yui handed Robert the plastic tarp she had taken from the ship. Hopefully that would help transport the mortar and keep the process clean.

”Alright, I’ll get right on it,” Robert agreed, taking the tarp and heading back to the beach where he knew there would be plenty of sand and water. He’d start searching for other materials to add to the mortar afterward. While exiting the forest, who’s branches and leaves had been catching a lot of the small droplets descending from the sky, the red haired boy finally noticed just how much time had passed. Within a few minutes, he was sure these small drops of rain would become painful as they’d begin pelting the students that now occupied this small island. They would need to pick up their pace as soon as possible.
Nora Evans


As Nora and Auriola were discussing the freshly made cake that the android girl had recently finished, the other members of their peerage would decide to also join in on introducing themselves to the shy new girl. First up, Hakuryu. His compliment on her looks made her cheeks turn from their previously pale color to a much more pinker hue. "Um, yeah, I guess you could say that. I don't really like being the center of attention that much," she replied in her soft voice. Just to further emphasize this, she shifted in her seat as she vocalized her appreciation. "Th-thank you for the offer."

Next up was Dimitri von Aleron, the group's resident vampire, though she didn't know that just yet. The self-titled womanizer was admittedly making a decent impression, not yet revealing any underlying motives, if he had any that hid beneath his courteous introduction. It reminded Nora of those handsome noblemen that would appear in fantasy stories, kneeling down and kissing the back of the princess' hand. In fact, she was almost surprised he didn't do so. "Well, um, it's nice to meet you as well, Dmitri," was the only statement she could manage with all of this overwhelming awareness.

Succeeding him was Auriola, who had now finished cutting up her cake and was handing a very large looking slice to Nora who accepted it with a sweet smile. "Oh, thank you. I'm sure it will taste great," she told the android, taking the fork and cutting off the tip to enjoy the sweet pastry. "Mmm."

Finally, Amelia would finish her drawing of Nora and hand it over to the blond girl who replied with a quiet, "Oh," as she realized that the sketch was both of her and for her. "Thank you." She'd only get to admire it for a few moments before looking back up the artist who had created the piece as she explained why it was best to look out for Dimitri's antics. "I'm not sure if I like the idea of hurting someone just for being rude to me," Nora replied.

Unfortunately, the mood of the room would soon change with the arrival of Ixveria familiar. Just as the black birds of old were omens for imminent disaster, this one seemed to be no different. "I-is there no one else who could possibly stop them?" Nora asked, unsurprisingly nervous about having to fight so soon after being reincarnated. She had no experience or training with her sacred gear and had never had much of an inclination toward violence in her previous life.
@Crimmy
...Football?
FOOTBALL?!
DID SOMEONE SAY IT'S TIME FOR SOME...




I don't know a lot about sports, admittedly, but aren't those pictures of rugby? Aren't those different, but similar, sports?
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