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When your rp juices are hella flowing but then college starts up to murder it
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Phones! Did you read my pm? Lol I hope you did. Sorry about that D:


"Yes, I am." Heart beating faster than a drummer at a rock concert, she noticed her amulet did not drain that much. It made sense since a healer would need the ability to recharge and heal many others in order to be of some use. Unsure whether she should leave her hiding spot in the bush or not, the knowledge of being the lone medic in the group definitely caused her a great deal of pressure and anxiety. Imagining gruesome outcomes of her failure to refuel her companions, a renewed bravery and courage implanted itself into her usually empty glass of confidence as she emerged out of the temporary coverage. Beckoning Lesley to come out and join her, the battle beyond her shelter was horrific, her legs quivering slightly in visible fear.

Then suddenly, out of nowhere, two foreign individuals entered the war with some rather intimidating slime-killing moves. A huge chested female, probably bigger than Ace if not equivalent, dove in; whip lashing through the green globs with such ease. Along with her came a male holding intricately structured blades who executed some athletic ally lethal moves on a couple of the unfortunate monsters. His attacks matched those of playable characters in Soul Calibur and they were brutally impressive. To the humans dismay, their supposed saviors were hastily surrounded by dozens of slimes and were unable to reach them.

Off in the distance, a fat green head could be seen bobbing up and down towards their direction, candy cane trees parting and snapping like measly twigs in its destructive path.

The humans embroiled in the center of the action began to gather closer together, seemingly forming a sort of group effort against the enraged mother blob, its hate fueled by the annihilating of her offspring. Catching sight of most of their amulets, the lot of them were dangerously close to emptying. Alarmed by this, she shut her eyes and tried to focus on refilling their draining capsules of power. Her own encasing suddenly radiated a hazy glow, her lids still sealed shut in troubled concentration. A few minutes elapsed as the others continued to obliterate slime after slime, until her mental energy finally gathered enough authority over her amulet to communicate a mass restoration process. White airy wisps streamed out of their glass enclosure and began to snake into the amulets of the preoccupied humans as they fought, their ornaments filling as Jasper's steadily drained. A heavy pressure was starting to engulf her chest as she continued her rejuvenation move.

Stopping once the others had a safe three fourths in their amulets, Jasper passed out with a mere couple of drops left within hers. So this is what the Queen meant about consequences. Simultaneous multiple regeneration of essence was an ability would need to work on and master, but for now, she lay on sugar powdered jello with a nearly liquidless amulet.
The fooooooookkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.
I come back on after a few hours and Vince just leaves? Gaaahhh and that Dead List. Why??!!!!! This is such an amazeballz rp!!!!!!!

Half of the dead peeps I don't even remember. Like Ruyu? And Japanese random? Elliot? How do you remember all these peoples?

Pach, it is sad to see you and Vince go. He would have been an awesome character throughout the story but life and other stuff gets in the way and thats just how it is. You will be missed!

Geehhh I feel bummed now. BUT the train must go on! *chugs along*
Lol yup Anon, that was defo a toughy, but you did a good job piecing it all together! It turned out pretty awesome.

So are we depleting accurately or no. I think for Lesley we drained it half for the big puke attack and the care bear stares added another 1/4 to equal 3/4 so he had 1/4 left.
Sorry guys. Anon and I might be taking a little while. Its the first time we've ever tried a collab xD
Posting tom and collabing with Anon.
Hehehe I survived last night, though I heard many disturbing noises...
Literally started watching this 10 mins before 12 am and my phone clock was off of his by 2 mins. I went under my blanket even though my room is so hot. I'm scared... its 12:04.....


They hadn't gotten far from the dining hall, when Zephy suddenly piped up and commanded the crew to form into a single file. Gulping, she was actually rather intimidated by the small Nobody. Every time her dominant voice barked, it caused nervous twitches to involuntarily occur in muscles of random limbs on Jasper's body. She shuddered a bit and stared directly at the floor when she knew the darting glare would soon land on her, feeling its pressuring judgement as she fiddled with the hem of her dress. Luckily, she had packed an extra set of adventure-suitable clothing in her bear bag just for the purpose of these spontaneous emergencies.

"I'll be escorting you to the kingdom of Sol, where we'll plan out our attack. We'll be taking the catbus to the border of Sol, and then proceeding by foot to the castle. We might run into some monsters, but they should be small fry that you guys can take care of quickly, and if by chance a giant powerful one shows up then we run! You all understand? Capiche?"

'Capiche?! No, not capiche. Nothing was ever that easy' she knew that as she just came to accept the task at hand. By now, she had already learned to face the reality of Nowhere and no longer bothered to waste her brain power on questioning its very existence. Let alone what exactly was their purpose for being there. As problem solvers perhaps? Maybe free of charge item retrievers. Didn't matter much. As long as the quests equaled one step closer to home, that's all Jasper really cared about.

The beanstalk ride had lost its thrill by now because it was about the third time she'd ridden it. Don't get me wrong though, just cause the thrill is gone doesn't mean Jasper no longer panics in there and feels claustrophobic. She absolutely still does, but they have toned down a bit since her first go. Maybe packed even closer than they had ever been due to new human additions, the skin contact was strangely comforting. Like the episode with Songbird, she was growing less and less uncomfortable with physical touching than she had ever been with others besides close friends and Rosen. Her very identity had been morphing, though quite slowly, as the journey continued. Fully aware of the evolving traits, Jasper appreciates them, but fears it all the same.

Eyeballs aglow, jaw spread wide, and tuna stench drifting in the air. Jasper was just about to march off with Vince until the new girl grabbed her and Leila by the arms and slid into the bus. Getting hauled around was another act she had grown accustomed to. It was part of getting around, especially with her regular panic attacks and dazed phases, it was a blessing that the others were so willing to get her from one place to another.

The cat's mouth was slimy and food residue lined the inner membrane of its lungs which divided into two separate canals if you will. The one they took obviously lead to the correct destination and Jasper didn't even bother thinking about the possibilities of landing in the other one. Wait, scratch that. I lied. She did think about the countless happenings that had the potential of actually occurring. Falling into a pit of deadly stomach acid, getting sliced in half by one of the cat's fangs, even randomly choking on some of the fish particles between its teeth. Don't bother asking how she conjured that. Just know that that is the imaginative creation of her extreme paranoia. But oh, was she glad she didn't protest when Riley chose the left airway instead of the right one. If it had been only her, she could've easily spent a good hour deciding on which to choose. Wait, with her nature, it should've been virtually impossible to convince her to go into the cat bus's mouth initially out of her own free will.
But now there she was, sitting on spit dampened cat fur, smelling like rotten sushi. As the mammal began to levitate, she held onto the coated walls of its interior with a green hued face.
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