I have now been alive for 20 years. How in the fuck.
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6 mos ago
would've loved to explore the concept of a Marshmallow Marshlands.
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6 mos ago
The only time I've shown interest in a Nation RP was something based off Candyland of all things, but it was dead in the water before all of us were able to submit CSes. A shame too,
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8 mos ago
Hi yes, we talking normal skittles? Hershey's chocolate?
Bio
Current Haunts: Symphony on High - Finn/Timekeeper (Co-GM)
...Yes that's it. Literally in nothing else atm, sue me.
Once the trio had landed in the second level, Lauren's Third Eye flared to life in an instant. "T-The hell?!" She cursed, seeing all the different spells being used. "Illusion, time, reinforcements- Psychic? Nonono, Darkness? Ugh!!" The witch of Order groaned, unfurling her bladed fan. "I think the culprits are still here!! Sooner we deal with this freakshow, the sooner I can kick their asses!" She called over to the other two, swiftly providing back-up to the magical girls affected by the mint agents' spells. However it seemed most of them had decided to evacuate.
And for a good reason. The witches stepped aside for Penny to intervene, almost unphased. "Such power..." Lauren uttered.
Maribel looked to the now sealed off exit, then to the cybernetic queen. "Hm~" She hummed with a smile, and relayed a quick psychic message to her. "Weaken the creature enough and I'll step in to seal it!" The nightmare witch said, summoning a few nightmares of her own; as a means of distracting the monster or otherwise, then rushed in to attack with her parasol. Lauren would follow behind, to guide them through the spells.
"..." Rowena on the other hand seemingly watched on the side, axe in hand. Any chunks of earth that passed her, she would use her own stone magic to sharpen. Though the monster wasn't her concern. She trusted her sisters to handle it. A few seeds appeared in her free hand, and she buried them in the ground below her. "Find them." Rowena quietly told the seeds, vines spreading out in search of the culprits, all with the intention of snaring them. "God, what a mess..."
Eliza grimaced at the condition of the Sanctuary. Why couldn't they have returned sooner? There wasn't anything concidered a threat in sight, but the residents were in a full-blown panic. Then there was the sludge. Ew.
"Someone's rigged the upper floors with flashbangs. See if you can find a way around, Evelyn and North should be on the other side." Maura explained through both the magicoms and her mental link. Should be easy for Eliza to shadow-step across, and Amanda had her pocket dimention to hop through. Though Valerie would have to find another way.
"Do you mean that someone?" The android spoke up, looking over to the armored figure in the shadows. She squinted her eyes. Black spiky armor? It couldn't have been that Reaver guy, not this early...right? She could've atleast got some upgrades before trying to fight him again.
"A bit too obvious, isn't it. If you plan on confrontation, stay alert, I'll keep you updated on what's happening."
"What IS happening?"
Maura moved through the shadows to the second level of the Sanctuary. "Looks like someone's unleased a monster in the lower levels. The entryway to the top floor's been sealed and Penny's dealing with it so- Oh." At that point did she notice the other witches. Her sisters. "Oh no, why are they here?" she internally groaned. Yet it seemed weird only three of them were present. Where are the others?
"Who's here?"
"If you plan on fighting the monster, three of my old coven are there providing back-up for Miss Asimov. I can't let them know I'm here, who knows how they'll react!" There was a ting of worry in her voice.
Eliza clicked her tongue. "Don't worry, Maura. We'll be careful."
While Eliza stayed near the other cradle agents, Amanda stuck by MDP, and Valerie went off to follow the armored figure.
Hey kid, what’s your name? “...It's Jack. Jackson Price."
Huh, interesting...you look more like a...
Depth perception is kind of a problem for me. Why don’t you save me the trouble and tell me how you look?
Don't mind the flame, that'll be explained in due time...probably.
How old are you anyway? “Uh, seventeen. Is- Is it hard to tell?”
Why don’t you lay your past on me? What are you even doing here? "Actually, I've lived here for most of my life. You already met my sister, Amelia, right? Then you probably know the gist of our past now. Our family moved here when I was four to take over the local tourist trap, the Mystery Shack. Despite the rumors of abnormalities being drawn to this town, life has been pretty normal overall. Atleast, until mom died.
You don't have to apologize for not knowing or anything, but yeah. Losing mom affected dad the most, to where he ended up in a downward spiral of depression. For a few months, Ami and I did our best to support him and help out, I myself focusing mostly on managing the Shack when I can. Luckly, he managed to get a job as a security officer, but that meant our time together would become limited.
If I wasnt busy, I'd join Ami in wandering around the woods nearby, mostly for field research. But then I'd focus more on trying to take notes of more...interesting happenings...yeah no, i'm talking about the abnormalities I mentioned before. ...Aw, come on, don't look at me like that! Go ahead and call me a skeptic, but ive been trying to document what I see for a reason, Even if I get hurt or lost. Well, mostly lost. But still, no one else seems to believe me if I try to tell them, except Ami. She seems to see these things as well, including some weird glitches on her phone or the laptop. I sometimes get them too, now that I think about it! Just...what is this town hiding...? That's what I want to find out. Even if it'll be the end of me."
Anything else you wanna share? Go for it! - “Well, I learned sign language so I could teach Ami. Thought it would be easier for her to communicate that way. *shrug*”
- “I do have some experience singing, but, uh...I-I probably shouldn't demonstrate right now, so sorry!”
- “Love interest? Uh, I think trying to research what the hell goes on in this town is more important than focusing on my social life. Sad, I know, but that stuff comes later.”
- “Ive been told I had an, what was it, affinity? With the cold? I just like the Winter season, that's all.”
- “I will admit i've been developing a sweet tooth lately.”
- “I always have my journal with me. I know I was always concidered the book nerd in the past, but I never though i'd use it until recently!”
- “Don't judge me for having a weakness for cute things, but not overly cute, otherwise it gets creepy. *Shudder*”
- “I swear I saw gnomes in the woods. GNOMES.”
Though the Illuminati is thought to use the Eye of Providence as their symbol, its actually Bill Cipher, they just don't know it. ❅ ❄ ❆ ❅ ❄ ❆ ❅ ❄ ❆ ❅ ❄ ❆ ❅ ❄ ❆ ❅ ❄ ❆ ❅ ❄ ❆ ❅ ❄ ❆ ❅ ❄ ❆ ❅ ❄ ❆ ❅ ❄ ❆ ❅ ❄ ❆ ❅ ❄ ❆ ❅ ❄ ❆ ❅ ❄ ❆ ❅
Hey kid, what’s your name? “...It's Jack. Jackson Price."
Huh, interesting...you look more like a...
Depth perception is kind of a problem for me. Why don’t you save me the trouble and tell me how you look?
Don't mind the flame, that'll be explained in due time...probably.
How old are you anyway? “Uh, seventeen. Is- Is it hard to tell?”
Why don’t you lay your past on me? What are you even doing here? "Actually, I've lived here for most of my life. You already met my sister, Amelia, right? Then you probably know the gist of our past now. Our family moved here when I was four to take over the local tourist trap, the Mystery Shack. Despite the rumors of abnormalities being drawn to this town, life has been pretty normal overall. Atleast, until mom died.
You don't have to apologize for not knowing or anything, but yeah. Losing mom affected dad the most, to where he ended up in a downward spiral of depression. For a few months, Ami and I did our best to support him and help out, I myself focusing mostly on managing the Shack when I can. Luckly, he managed to get a job as a security officer, but that meant our time together would become limited.
If I wasnt busy, I'd join Ami in wandering around the woods nearby, mostly for field research. But then I'd focus more on trying to take notes of more...interesting happenings...yeah no, i'm talking about the abnormalities I mentioned before. ...Aw, come on, don't look at me like that! Go ahead and call me a skeptic, but ive been trying to document what I see for a reason, Even if I get hurt or lost. Well, mostly lost. But still, no one else seems to believe me if I try to tell them, except Ami. She seems to see these things as well, including some weird glitches on her phone or the laptop. I sometimes get them too, now that I think about it! Just...what is this town hiding...? That's what I want to find out. Even if it'll be the end of me."
Anything else you wanna share? Go for it! - “Well, I learned sign language so I could teach Ami. Thought it would be easier for her to communicate that way. *shrug*”
- “I do have some experience singing, but, uh...I-I probably shouldn't demonstrate right now, so sorry!”
- “Love interest? Uh, I think trying to research what the hell goes on in this town is more important than focusing on my social life. Sad, I know, but that stuff comes later.”
- “Ive been told I had an, what was it, affinity? With the cold? I just like the Winter season, that's all.”
- “I will admit i've been developing a sweet tooth lately.”
- “I always have my journal with me. I know I was always concidered the book nerd in the past, but I never though i'd use it until recently!”
- “Don't judge me for having a weakness for cute things, but not overly cute, otherwise it gets creepy. *Shudder*”
- “I swear I saw gnomes in the woods. GNOMES.”
Though the Illuminati is thought to use the Eye of Providence as their symbol, its actually Bill Cipher, they just don't know it. ❅ ❄ ❆ ❅ ❄ ❆ ❅ ❄ ❆ ❅ ❄ ❆ ❅ ❄ ❆ ❅ ❄ ❆ ❅ ❄ ❆ ❅ ❄ ❆ ❅ ❄ ❆ ❅ ❄ ❆ ❅ ❄ ❆ ❅ ❄ ❆ ❅ ❄ ❆ ❅ ❄ ❆ ❅ ❄ ❆ ❅
[Center][i][b]Current Haunts:[/b]
Symphony on High - [color=7F2A3C]Finn[/color]/[color=goldenrod]Timekeeper[/color] (Co-GM)[/i]
...Yes that's it. Literally in nothing else atm, sue me.[/center]
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><div class="bb-center"><span class="bb-i"><span class="bb-b">Current Haunts:</span><br>Symphony on High - <font color="#7f2a3c">Finn</font>/<font color="goldenrod">Timekeeper</font> (Co-GM)</span><br><br>...Yes that's it. Literally in nothing else atm, sue me.</div></div>