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6 yrs ago
Current I think my play-by-post roleplaying days are done for now. Thank you everyone for the years of fun I've had, and I'm sorry to everyone I've let down. Godspeed in all our pursuits.
6 yrs ago
I have two modes. Literal months of radio silence, and being unable to sleep because I'm working on posts.
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6 yrs ago
This website is my limbo and I can't escape
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7 yrs ago
Finally, a Valentine's Day where "being happy" and "not in a relationship" aren't mutually exclusive for me
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7 yrs ago
Incredible. The site's as slow as my IC posting speed.
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"How lucky I've been... to know all of you."

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"Human Vampire...? So, you did turn me after all," he noticed, removing his hand from the bite. The wounds themselves were only tooth-sized, but there was still a good deal of blood. Ein sighed, turning to look at the demon-vampire sitting on his legs. She was smiling uncannily, staring and observing him. There was a silence this time; he wasn't being overloaded with information, so he actually took the time to observe her; admire her, even. He didn't think about it too much before, but she was technically his wife.

There was a stare that housed some kind of affection, at least. He couldn't feel that she was looking at him like a piece of meat, but that didn't bother him. He was too caught up by Sinata's appearance, the way the moon reflected onto her and all of that nonsense.

Ein looked away, flustered now. He was overloading on information again, but this was the embarrassing kind. For him, anyways. Was it wrong to find her... cute? No, that wasn't the word. This was a rising problem, and Ein had to break the silence quickly. "How did you even get in here, anyway...? I don't wanna asume you turned into a bat, in case that's just a myth or something."
Banned for not being able to spell Dutchguy correctly
Ein rarely dreamed. It was just a skill he hadn't developed, if you could even call it a skill in the first place. This night proved to be different for him. Ein was standing inside of a foggy room, atop a body of bloody water. Maybe it was just blood- the mist made it difficult to tell. But, there was someone standing across from him- someone as short as a decorative gnome found on the lawns of wealthy people. There was only one person from recent memory who fit that description.

"S... Sinata...?" he called out, to be returned by the figure shifting and giving out a high pitched, yet distorted giggle that echoed throughout the room, until the figure grew taller and took on a much more familiar shape. The mist cleared, revealing in who this figure was in detail.

It was another Ein, one who was grinning widely and displaying a pair of fangs.

"Me...?"

"Heh. As if someone so weak and frail could be the same person as I am," the figure taunted, in a much deeper version of Ein's voice. "But don't worry." The figure began to walk towards Ein. Ein himself tried to move, but was bound in place- his feet were submerged in the bloody floor.

"What...? No..." Ein violently struggled to free himself, but unfortunately to no avail. "ST-STAY AWAY FROM ME!"

Ein's doppelganger stopped directly in front of him and crouched slightly, whispering into his ear. "Today's your coming of age ceremony. You'll still get to become a man; just not how father wanted." With those final words, the other Ein dug his teeth into Ein's neck, and the room immediately flooded with blood.

Drowning. Ein was drowning. The boy gasped for air, only to be consumed by the blood. Then, suddenly, a cold air blanketed him. A certain calmness, and the cool air became warm. Ein had awoken from his nightmare, but what he was greeted with was hardly any better.

There was a sharp pain in his neck, and Sinata was right on top of him, feeding to her heart's content. There were many questions in his head, and Ein would've been flustered, but the pain took immediate priority. "Nnn... G-Get offa me...!" Ein drowsily, yet heavily whispered as he grabbed her and yanked her off of his neck, which unfortunately made the pain a lot worse. He immediately grabbed his neck. "Ack... You said you were a demon, not a vampire..."
Ein started to become a little irritated, getting flashbacks of his hard-to-please father. It's not like he had no room to complain, though. Much to his dismay, she would be doing most of the work. Ein shifted a little, sighing again with a tired look on his face. "Right. I forgot who I was dealing with," he admitted, watching her as she walked off. "Just call it an I.O.U., then. I'll find a better way to make it up to you."

'And by all means. Watch me all you want. I don't mind.' The apathy and drowsiness settled in once more as he let out a fierce yawn. When Sinata was gone from his vision, Ein turned around to walk back to town. His last day in town... What a wonderful birthday present indeed, but the preparation and journey seemed like it was going to be hell to go through. He could do it, though. So long as it was for her.

Truesilver Manor


Well. It was a manor to the Hero, at least. It turns out, even if you slay an Evil Lord and are showered in riches, you can still spend it all unwisely on alcohol. Their manor was no different from the other houses in this section of town. It wasn't a hut, but it wasn't a manor either.

'It looks like Father ended up returning home," Ein observed, looking at his father's passed-out body on the floor of the entrance hall (which was nothing more than a prettied-up lobby with a rug on the floor.) Ein knew he wasn't dead (unfortunately) because his snoring could probably be heard from a few houses over. The boy sighed. 'This guy's even more pathetic than I am,' he thought to himself as he carefully stepped over him and went upstairs to his room, where he stripped off what wouldn't be necessary for slumber and buried himself underneath the sheets of his bed.

This was a night where he could rest well. At least, that's what he thought.
Banned because you have an anime avatar, and that's gay

Wait.
'Pathetic' was a word that made our hero sigh, but that was quickly overshadowed by the rest of her speech. So, there would be fighting and danger after all. Sure, it was inevitable, but it was still a thought that Ein didn't enjoy entertaining. Before he could speak up, she suggested they depart the next night, which he nodded in agreement. As eager as he was to leave, that would give him time to prepare properly.

This girl- if it was right to call her that- then forced a small pouch into his hand that jingled softly, dubbing it an "early wedding gift." Ein was too caught up in what was inside the bag to hear that part. One glance revealed some high-value coins; definitely enough to stock up for a few weeks. Maybe he was useless in a fight either way, but his time going on countless trips with his father at least taught him how to prepare.

There was still the trouble of having to buy everything, though which meant interacting with the townspeople. Even if he didn't dislike them, word would catch on quickly to his father. Of course he'd be protective of his pride and joy, so even without knowing he was travelling with a demon, the knights would start to search for him, and they covered a wide area.

After a brief pause, she then revealed her name. Sinata.

"Of course. Maybe I'll catch on quickly, now that I have a good enough reason to," he said, in an attempt to be reassuring towards her. "So, here's my return gift. Once father realizes something is going wrong, the knights will start searching for me. I'd need a map to go into more detail, but I know where their hidden bases are, and I can help you avoid them." Ein clutched the money pouch more tightly as he put it deep into the pocket of his britches. "Father wants me to hunt down a beast for my coming of age trial, so I can use that as an excuse to buy us some time for a few days, but the knights will still be another issue," he explained as he got up from the ground and wiped his knees off.

The boy looked at her again. He'd have to contain all of this when he got back home, but right now, he was ecstatic. "My name's Einherjar Truesilver. But, call me Ein," he said, introducing himself before looking away nervously. "Oh, sorry... It's probably rude to use that family name with you," he explained. 'Like I have a right to use it anymore, anyways.'
This was irony in its purest form. The son of a Hero. The daughter of an Evil Lord. The offspring of both joining to re-instill the terror that the Hero fought so hard to rid the world of. Normal people would try to run, scared out of their minds. However, Ein was barely what the town would call "normal."

Memories of his father resurfaced. The times he would put him through intense training without any results were endless, and he was always harshly punished for failing to live up to his father's expectations. After a while, he'd begin to do just the bare minimum to make his father somewhat pleased with him, yet still go off towards the river and read instead of practicing with his practice sword.

Then there were the townspeople. 'You should be more like your father. Why are you such a bum? You're such a disappointment. Is he REALLY the descendant of someone so great? The mother must have been poor and sickly.' It was only insult to injury. Ein never wanted a life of glory and greatness, but the townspeople would do anything to maintain their delusions of grandeur. There was more to him than just "Oh, wouldn't it be cool if the hero's son could also swing a sword kind of hard?"

Sure, this princess might not be much better, since she was talking down to him every other sentence, but surely she saw SOME sort of value in him since he was chosen by her device.

Ein crouched down to his knees to talk on her level. "... You're right. I'm not cool," he confirmed, looking away from her and towards the emerging moon. "I can't use a sword to save my life, and even if I could, I'm just not that strong," he explained, looking back down at her. "I was never born to be a hero, but my father still insists on raising me like one. Him and the rest of town... I hate them all."

Ein paused for a moment before speaking again and looking back at her. "I don't think I have a choice, since your mind is already made up, but... I won't resist you if you're going to spirit me away. I don't want anything to do with this town, or my legacy," he admitted, showing her a level of speech on a more genuine scale.

"So, please... take me away."

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Well, you own a toilet, right?


You are now breathing manually. You can feel your tongue inside of your mouth.
At first, the tiredness became confusion. She doesn't live here? Enchanted item? Court Wizard? He figured she was just doing some pretending-style nonsense, the same as other children do. However, there was a name that children didn't get a chance to learn. After all, why solidify into history the name of an Evil Lord who threatened to destroy their whole race?

That name, was Galgun Mounroue. The Evil Lord from his father's stories.

Ein didn't hear anything after that. The confusion was immediately replaced by fear, and silence fell between the two for a short time as Ein worked everything out. Replacing the evil lord... The way she spoke... it wasn't roleplay. She actually was the next in line. Galgun's daughter, effectively. Ein gripped his fists as he began to shake. "... Of course. Someone like you would want the very best by your side to replace the Evil Lord from father's stories," he began, that fear seeping into his voice. "That's the reason you had something like that created. But, the reason your device went crazy while I was holding it. That specific person..."

"It's me, isn't it?"

The cold, night air began to drag across them while the full moon emerged from the horizon.
Fortunately for her- maybe not so much for Ein- he still just saw her as a lost child in a silly costume. He really couldn't bother paying her any more mind outside of that, not bothering to pick up on how suspicious this could potentially be. As if he had the talent to smell something so fishy, anyway.

"Yeah, yeah, if you say so," he muttered in response to her comment. 'She must be really full of it,' manifested in his head as he yawned and followed her for a good bit, not really saying much of anything until he saw the farm in the distance. "Oh... so you live on the farm?" he asked. Not that he was particularly interested in this child, but the sun had already set by this point and he just wanted to get his mind off of how tired he was.

"It's nice and out of the way... I guess I envy you for that," he told her. If only he could realize that what he was in for would be more than just a little escape from his father.
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