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Time flies, right?

25/06/2024

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Apologies, but this roleplay is now on hold/on hiatus/delayed.

I can't seem to think of a post to progress the story in this RP, so for now I'll have to delay any progress.
"Oh, Jesus. This is the worst pain I've felt in a while." I wasn't joking. Despite the hardship of being an officer, I had never felt genuine flames from Hell. I was groaning when I woke up, since I was slammed into the wall behind me. I felt alright, aside from the splitting pain in my shoulders, legs, back and a sharp feeling of nausea. I felt like I needed to puke, but that wasn't a good idea when suddenly a... priest, or clergyman, or whatever the heck they were called came into the building. He didn't seem to notice the destruction of a wall, the threat before and an obvious disregard of human laws. He didn't seem religious at first, though the twinkle of his necklace with a cross indicated otherwise. The figure white hair tucked under a flat cap, as well as a scruffy white beard. While breathing hard and tripping onto a charred crate, I noticed he looked quite old and seemed as if he'd already seen the world at its worst. Determination in his face was mixed with apathy and disappointment in his face. I smeared the soot onto the even, concrete floor which was chipped in several places, losing thought for a second until I saw the kid and other odd guy getting lifted up. The smell of flames lingered and a dull ring still lingered in my ears. Breathing was difficult at first, though fresh air could enter my lungs again after some green rings surrounded us all. Regardless, I still felt like death and let the old man take me to his car. Last thoughts included: fuck you construction crew, and my car's gonna be pretty far after this.

And then, I woke up on possibly the shittiest bed I have ever slept on, even worse than the one I had in my old apartment. Everything ached, though at least I could breath and see without getting a headache. That, and my nausea was gone. Thank God. "Argh... what a dream. Some cartel's kidnapped me, right?" I mumbled to myself, sitting up and seeing I was the only one actually awake. "Oh, fuck me." As soon as I saw the ritualistic candles, dark room and everyone else in stiff beds, I sighed and rubbed my head. "I still need a job." That was the least of my worries.
I groaned as I swept the blanket off my eye. I felt decent today, though I still felt an ache somewhere. I had only gotten up because Spruce was trying to figure out (loudly) why the pair were free. "Trust me Spruce, I already made them shit themselves last night." I said, though with a considerably weak and annoyed voice. As I got up, I felt a lot better, yawning. "Celes, as you know, thinks they aren't evil." I continued, slightly pissed. "YOU go explain to her intentions don't mean morals, 'cause I didn't even bother last night." Being a Magnemite, gesturing and making facial expression was quite hard. All I could do was squint my eye and wave my magnets around, though my voice said it all. I still personally wanted to kill them or at least make them go away. "Aye... it is a good idea to keep former enemies bound and gagged, since we don't know what they'll do in the dead of night." I spoke, not trying to upset anyone at this point and keeping my voice at an acceptable level.

"So, anyway, our break was yesterday, right? Let's work today, then."
"I don't know, and that might've been how he did it!" 'He,' being Lugia or whatever. If I were to blurt that out again, someone would either dismiss me as crazy or- well, nevermind. Just crazy, thankfully. No one else knows the truth, and they're not paranoid or anything. "Actually: I don't know and I don't care!" That was more like it, as I yelled out loud while slamming another damn mage into the wall with sheer strength, denting the plaster. I held onto the withered robe and began hammering the pipe behind the mage with my sword. He tried to struggle, but I had already gagged him, and I sealed his fate by forcing him into a sharp path of steam. Behind me, we weren't going to die against these low-level scrubs - it was like a zombie left. Neither seemed like panicking, what with the zombie stumbling backwards and the mage still swinging wildly.

Oh, I gotta stop thinking. Anyway, I was looking at the battle at the moment... Robert wasn't in a good shape, Celes had fought bravely and Chance proved he had better swordsmanship. The remaining two, unconscious... bird and dragon were still on the floor, somehow avoiding the mayhem of our battle. I would've helped Robert, but they could handle themselves, and the gas was something I'd rather avoid. I ran over to the pair, sounding like a pounding fish and kneeling over the blue phoenix. "You two, are you alright? Hello?" I said, trying to wake both of them up. Nope, they weren't responsive for a bit. I really needed the name of the blue bird, 'cause I needed to know whether this world was linear or simultaneous with arcs.
Remember the time I said I wouldn't edit, Evanist?

Well, I did to not only save time, but to progress the story. It wasn't like it was going to conflict with the other posts. Besides, I can't come up with a post anyway at the moment.
Sorry, just checking out all these new games I'm finally allowed to play.

I will however make an attempt for a post.
My exam actually ended yesterday.

Anyway, just let me do some things before actually making a post. Such as thinking about what to do for a post.
Physics.

Seeya alls.
Physics exam, commencing...

...damn tomorrow. In the afternoon.

2 more days, since you're all gonna be asleep by the time I finish.
If I'm gonna come back after my exams, then no.
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