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1 mo ago
Current The only thing I love more than the protracted development of passion projects, is NOT getting other people's money involved.
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2 mos ago
Oh Bulbapedia, why must you be this way?
3 mos ago
Despite what Joker 2 would have you believe, the REAL Joker works for Nintendo. Check mate, Batman!
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4 mos ago
Okay but like seriously though, let's not tell Nintendo about this... About what, you ask? Exactly!
5 mos ago
"We hear your enthusiasm for exciting survival experiences, and we're proud to announce even more realistic dino-survival sandbox sims." - Game Devs, apparently
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Greetings visitor! I hope you're having a good day! Whether you've seen me around the guild or not, I should admit that it's only been within year-6 of my time on this site that I've bothered to start work on this here "bio". I feel like I should apologize for not making it a higher priority much sooner, but lately I've adopted that "better late than never" mindset when it comes to introductions, and besides, I doubt there was much to tell in my early years anyway. I'm pretty much an amateur writer who got my start as a minor tag-along player in a fandom AU campaign ran by a small, close-nit remnant of a community formerly in association with a notable strategy-gaming youtuber. I'm being vague for brevity's sake. In the end, I value my first exposure to roleplaying as a personal learning experience more than anything, as I'm definitely the kind of person that sequesters themselves in any given community they find themselves in and RPG is certainly no exception.

That pretty much explains what I've been up to for the last several or so years, with only occasional public posts from me, as private 1x1 roleplays are easily where the lion's share of my attention goes to. Details regarding my particular interests and even approach as a prospective partner can be found in the interest check I update very rarely, but if you'd like to have a link to it or want to work with me in a similar capacity, then PMs are the best way to reach me. As for what you can expect in very broad terms, I'll say that I'm a 90s kid who'd grown up on Nintendo and Cartoon Network where, thanks to Toonami, I've developed an appreciation for the Japanese style of animation, a style that commonly influences my own creative endeavors to this day. That is in no way to say that I'm an avid watcher of anime and the like (I have my tastes and while that does sometimes coincide with what's current, it usually doesn't), just that I gravitate toward the ludicrous, extraordinary concepts and settings they commonly facilitate. That style aligns with what excites me creatively. That's the long and short of it. Exceptions do exist of course.
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@LiegeLord
Cecilia was determined to make sure James made it out, to the point that she only realized after he was on the dock that she was once again holding his hand. "Y-Yeah, thanks. But I can't take too much credit. I was following your lead after all," she responded cordially, a subtle blush in her cheeks. She then watched with James as Neric breached the water and dived back in, Cecilia smiling subtly, very mindful that she should probably be upset with him but not managing it for some reason. She didn't abruptly pull her hand away like before on the hike but instead used her other hand to lightly feel his forearm for a second, needing only that second to remind herself that although his hand was as pleasantly warm as before, he must still be quite cold from earlier. "J-James, are you sure you wouldn't want your jacket back? I'm feeling much better now, so you can have it if you want," she said, a bit fretful as she began to take it off her shoulders.
Viranti

"E-Excuse me... sir? I know you were hoping to see the Oracle..." spoke up an approaching young girl in service to the church. "I was wondering: Are you perchance interested in becoming a follower of Lucius?" she asked innocently.

"No," Viranti answered, irked slightly because this wasn't the first time he was asked that. "Why do you ask," he decided to inquire, at least wanting to know why, if this is going to continue.

"Hmm? Well i-it's because I have not seen one of your kind before, and if you were one of the chosen champions of Lucius, you likely would have met with the Oracle already and um..." her eyes drew immediately to something on the young dragonute's head, which he immediately took and remembered as the white flower he had picked up from the fields earlier.

"This? This is why?" Viranti seemed confused as he held it in his hands. He thought little of it at the time, but was there some deeper meaning behind flowers like this?

"Yes, it's a calla lily. When I noticed you wearing it I... well, never mind. I'm sorry for disturbing you," she said, embarrassed for jumping to the wrong conclusion and nodding respectfully as she turned away.

"Hold it..." he told her with a weary sigh, the girl turning around anxiously but surprised when she saw the lily being offered to her. "I think it's best if you hold on to it. I don't care for the extra attention," he said, resuming his standoffish demeanor save for the flower held out to the girl. She appeared oddly happy to receive it, bidding him a pleasant farewell.

Viranti paid it little mind and listened intently to who he immediately identified as the Oracle as she explained the nature of the the conflict that involved the summoning of all these individuals including himself. It was quite the tale and he wasn't sure what to make of it. But he had little reason to dismiss her claims outright, himself certainly not in any position to begin to explain what happened to him. It didn't seem like a stretch to reason that there are beings like Lucius, beings of considerable ability and influence. If a number of these "Gods" should rise against Lucius, that would explain why warriors from across the world are chosen to fight for Him. What he couldn't quite fully understand though was: Why was he chosen?


All of a sudden, an earthen colored automaton unexpectedly sent the elongated church benches tumbling over each other in a violent display, the harsh dissonant noises of bent and toppling wood furniture very much audible in the sizable hall that lent itself naturally to echoing. It was accompanied within a second by the shocked cries of civilian witnesses at the scene. Viranti wasn't at all expecting this, nor was he expecting the the mechon to turn on him and demand his departure. "What...?!" the dragonute uttered in disbelief, his current circumstances like nothing he would have imagined. "(Growl) Listen you hollow scrap pile! I don't care who or what you think you are! I'll rip you to shreds!" he then yelled threateningly, his hand gripping the handle of his sword. If the robot wanted to fight, he would of course oblige. But if it should come to that, he'll make sure to lure it away from the church.
@Gareth
Take as much time as you need, dude. The site and all its "whatever you make of it" will still be there when you get back. Take care, alright? :D


Hmm... This is an odd position for me then. I think I'll post just prior to the confrontation and see if I'll need to do anything more later on.
I managed to scrounge some time to post but there appears to have been a thing and so may have to wait a little longer. But I will say that it wouldn't hurt to let some time pass before making a decision @Gareth. If you're emotions are running high then that wouldn't be very conducive to great decision making, you know what I'm sayin? But hey, that's just another one of my suggestions. Good luck at any rate.
I'll work something up either on Friday or through the weekend.
Hoping that things don't get too out of hand...already people plan to burn the place down XD
Hey, that was self defense! XD

But I get what you're all saying. I did suggest we tone down the craziness, at least at the start (and especially after a chunk of plot was just explained to the group).

I'm not big on time today, so I'll hold off on a response for now.
@LiegeLord
"Yeah, it was," Cecilia agreed pleasantly, feeling much better since being splashed by Neric. "I was a bit worried at times, but we made it." She set her oar to the side as the canoe made its stop by the dock, sighing in relief that their first try at canoeing hadn't ended with them swimming to shore. Of course, she couldn't say it was a complete success until they had both safely disembarked. She looked to find James already securing the boat for her. "Thanks," she said appreciatively as she stood shakily before gaining more confidence. In her rush, she forgot to immobilize the canoe like she did at the start, a fact that occurred her after she had carefully stepped off onto the rigid wood panels. She reasoned that it would probably not be necessary and simply held out her hand to James, offering to help him out. "Need any help?" she asked with a more confident smile.
@LiegeLord
"Y-Yeah..." Cecilia agreed as she saw James return to his seat. A campfire never sounded so good and she couldn't wait to share one with him. She could imagine how cold James was feeling and didn't want them to linger. If this had happened during the winter or if the weather was significantly colder, she would have outright refused his jacket period. But as it stood, she felt like she owed him after this. But what could she do? A question for later, she decided. Cecilia picked up her paddle again, dipping its head into the water. "Okay, I'm ready when you are," she spoke up after a quick deep breathe. She was subtly appreciative that she was wearing the safety vest. And if nothing else, at least she needn't wonder about Neric's mischievous side any longer.
@KatherinWinter
I'm pretty sure James and Cecilia are on the return trip while everyone else is still heading to the other side. I may be wrong though.
@LiegeLord
Cecilia nodded feebly, relieved for the moment that she didn't tip the whole boat over just then. She wasn't outright angry with Neric, but she would have honestly preferred it if she was wearing her swimsuit at the moment. "Oh? J-James, what are...? Y-You don't have to do that...!" she insisted skittishly in a softer voice as he came close to her, her cheeks flushed as his jacket came over her shoulders. He was right, it did feel surprisingly warm, the warmth growing by the second. She let out a faint whine, not very happy that she was holding them up some more. At the same time, she tugged the ends of his jacket together over her vest, her oar secured on her lap. It was still very sweet of James to do this, a meager smile growing on her face. "It's alright... Thanks James," she meekly said. "Um... I think I'm ready to keep going..."
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