MarshiestMallow

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

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Uh... yeah. The OP

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

Same. It keeps saying that I cannot post...

Aaaaand now it's letting me send messages

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

Is discord not working for anyone else?

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

Niesha

Location Building one:Armoury

Niesha approached the armoury slowly, even though she knew that time was of the essence. So many thoughts were in her head, and despite herself, she couldn’t stop them going towards Sophia now and then. She didn’t think that her sanity had snapped… but how would she know? Weren’t voices one of the signs of going crazy? Should she even worry about that? Surely they had all survived this long, because they were all a little crazy? Didn’t you have to be, to survive the walking dead? She tried to bring her thoughts back to what had happened, what they were going to do. Death was apart of daily living, these days… a funeral… it made things seem more real. Death and lose had started to feel too normal… it shouldn’t be.

She sighed softly to herself. It had taken so long to get over Sophia, to get past her death… and now she was hearing her voice. Was there some truth to the many religions out there that believed a proper burial, proper rights, led a spirit to its rest, to whatever was beyond? The dead walked, why not ghosts?

She was getting off track again. She recognised it for what it was. A defense mechanism. Drawing a deep breath, she looked up as she opened the door, as Jim spoke to her. For a moment, she stood there silently, trying to piece together what she needed to say… ”Miss Sally died… Froggy wants a proper funeral for her… Ravi-the new guy-, Chloe, Riley and myself are going out to get what we need… “ she trailed off, not sure what else she had to say, and stared at Jim. Why had it been so hard to say that Miss Sally was dead? She still felt like she could have done more… Despite what Sophia’s voice said… She curled her hands slightly, shaking her head slowly and sighing, ”There’s a funeral home nearby, but still best not to risk it without anything, right?”

Beyond the Storms

Luna watched, but she was ready to help if Raymond needed it, suddenly wishing that they'd had more time to talk- she had no idea how much
Raymond understood of Edward's and her own language... Why had Edward sent Collin away? It suddenly seemed important to have some ability to communicate with the other two. She just hoped they could do okay without an interpreter. Keeping an eye on them as they climbed, Luna followed Edward up, climbing the steps as smoothly as she could.

How long had they been doing this? It felt like it had been forever, and Luna was sure that they weren't going to make it... they weren't going to make it, before the top closed on them... it all felt like for nothing, even as the announcement told them they still had five minutes. Maybe they could make it... glancing back to make sure that Raymond and Juliette were still following, that they weren't having any trouble, she increased her speed, trying to get to the goal before it was snatched away.

She knew it was hopeless, but she still tried.

As Edward punched the door, Luna closed her eyes, sighing and breathing in deeply to try and catch her breath. Manual Override? What the hell was th- "EDWARD" she just about shouted his name, not sure if it was to be heard, or if it just burst out her throat with desperate need, "The cube!" It was the only thing they had, the only option that they had, it had to be it... she didn't know what they were going to do if it wasn't, but she didn't let her mind go there, didn't let it even consider the possibility that this wasn't the answer.

Even as she had this idea, she turned around, towards Raymond and Juliette, "Are you guys okay?" The need to make sure everyone was okay was ingrained into her, and she hoped her concern would be enough to convey her message, if they didn't understand her. She wanted to make sure they were all here, before Edward tried anything... just in case it split everything else from them.

♆ 𝙳𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚘𝚍𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙲𝚊𝚖𝚙 𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚏-𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 ♆ (𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚢 𝙹𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚁𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢)

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Niesha

Location: The Obstacle Tower; Camp Half-Blood.
^{Interacting With: Simon Riddle (@Ghost Shadow), Deon Alexander (@YoshiSkittlez)}

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Niesha watched the campers that were battling the obstacle tower, tilting her head with curiosity as she watched a few people she wouldn’t have expected climbing the tower. She knew she herself could try her hand at the tower, but what would be the point? It was obvious from the start that there would be the same winner there always was, and so Niesha wasn’t watching Ky’ vie, or even Deon, rather she was watching the others. Others who might, very well, have a fair chance at winning in the future. Of course that future might be when Ky’ vie was gone from this camp, but that didn’t matter.

Niesha flicked her gaze to Simon when he spoke to her and Michael, and gave a shrug, ”Something you learn is that just because something is predictable, doesn’t mean that it will happen the way we think it will. We may have a wide berth of knowledge, but that does not mean that we know everything. I would not say for sure whether the course results would change, or whether they would stay the same. Yes, Ky’ vie has remained undefeated for so long, but then… “ she waved a hand to the top of the tower, her gaze going up there, ”Something different has happened today, has it not?” she gave a shrug. She was never too sure what she thought of Simon… sometimes he could just be so judgemental, and, well… something just a little close minded.

Like he knew more than he was letting on and that that somehow made him more superior to everyone else.

As Dionysus called the camp to attention for what she assumed was the reason they were all therefore, Niesha sighed softly, shifting back towards her brother, nudging Moe, who even with Michael’s hand on his back, went a little crazy, wriggling and bounding towards her. Niesha giggled, and shoved Moe off her even as the big ball of floof made an attempt to lick her from top to bottom, chuckling as she managed to get him off her, but that wasn’t enough to calm the big dog down. He pounced on Simon, and Niesha couldn’t help but laugh, even as she pulled on Moe’s collar, bringing the big dog back to her brothers sider, who did not seem to notice that Moe had left.

”Behave, and I’ll get you a bone, Moe” she said to him, scratched, ”I’d apologise Simon, but that was just too funny” she said cheerfully, before falling silent as Chiron began to speak. A Quest? That was interesting. She listened intently, keeping her attention on the centuar. At Deon’s outburst, her gaze swept over to him, and his brothers.

”Perhaps because he has something you’ll never have, Deon. A brain” Niesha had always had a problem with bullies, and Deon was a perfect example of that. She had decided long ago that she wasn’t going to sit back and let someone poke fun at someone else. Not anymore. She didn’t care that Deon could probably kick her ass, and that it was dangerous to tick anyone off in this camp. Just because that was always a threat, didn’t mean you had to be scared to do it.

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

The next day

Sasha

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Sasha slept as long as she could, and before the sun had risen, Sasha was up. Her pack, which she hadn't bothered to unpack, was ready to go, and she slipped in her journal and sketch pad, before she made her way downstairs. It did not surprise her to see Patrick there, and she sat beside him, silent. They didn't have anything to say to each other, and Sasha was soon deep in thought, thinking about her response to General Sanders the day before.

“Sir, the island doesn't prevent natural disasters, so I assure you your state of mind should be intact. I never said these disasters were truly natural. Have you measured the instensity of magic in the air, after such events? They are higher then they have been, in years. It evaporates after a few days, only for another disaster to occur. I believe that the amount of magic tenure island experienced, 100 ago, has either broken its barriers, or… well, Time is a funny concept.”

That had been all she had said on the matter, although she had gladly accepted the use of Frenzy Plants Air Ship, more than grateful for it. She spent the next few hours trying to talk with the guild masters, to see who would be coming, and it had t been an easy task. Even after that, Sasha had bend up late, working on several things, she had spoken with Lazarus for a few hours as well, convincing him, for now, to stay behind. That she would be okay, and that she was coming home.

She didn't want to be worrying about him… if she was right... well. She wanted Lazarus as far from that island as possible. She had said her goodbyes to him last night, and perhaps that was why she hadn't slept long.

She would come back.

As it began to lighten, Sasha rose, moving towards the guilds doors, waiting for the rest of her guild to join her. She looked up at the sound of footsteps, a smile forming on her face. “Penny” she crossed the distance, and hugged her sister tightly, speaking softly to her, before she broke away. Standing with her sister, she let herself take comfort from her presence, not saying anything. They didn't need to say anything.

As Jamie and Jarvis came out, a pouting Sam following them as if she could sneak out with them, Sasha was beginning to feel a little nervous, and worried. She greeted her guild masters as warmly as she could, returning once more to the doors.

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

Actually..... I Might post what I have. It seems perfect enough.

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

I'm sorry guys. I'm honestly trying damn hard to get my post down, but... i haven't written much... I got home at 2.30 in the morning, after a pretty hellish night, got to sleep around 4 am, and then my damn dad woke me at 7 am, so there went any thought of sleeping in, because once i'm up i'm up...
I tried to nap... but...

I haven't been functioning well today.

I shall endevor to get my post out by tomorrow night, but it might be tuesday morning. I'm literally a week ahead in uni now, and i'm so far ahead in studying and exam prep because of it, so I've got a few days to really do some stuff.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

Niesha

Location Building one: medical--> Armoury

Safety in numbers.

It didn't matter that where they were going was close, or that it had been at least relatively safe a while ago. All that could have changed, and it reminded Niesha that it wasn't safe out there. Something could happen... She looked up, in time to see Riley looking at her, as if doubtful. She gritted her teeth, her gaze going back to Chloe. Had they forgotten that she'd been out there, for close to a year before coming into the community? She could handle herself, and she thought she had done a damn good job of being human the last eight months, after everything.

She looked away from them all, walking away somewhat, drawing in a deep breath. She could and would do this. How could she let Froggy down, after everything. after the last eight months? She wasn't going to disappoint him, not when... not when he was going to teach her more. She closed her eyes, letting the breath out, and drew in another breath, repeating the motion a few times, before she said softly, "I'll meet up with everyone shortly", knowing she needed to say goodbye, at least, to Kristina. Just in case she didn't come back. She started off, before stopping, and looking back, "Thank you, Victor. For everything" she said, before darting out the door, wondering where she could find Kristina.

Where would she be?

As she stood there, thinking about it, Niesha realised she couldn't do it. Couldn't say goodbye to Kristina. Couldn't say goodbye as if it would be the last time. If she did that, then, wasn't she already thinking that she might not come back? But not only that... she didn't want Kristina to try and stop her going. So, she headed towards the armoury, feeling like it had been so long since she had had anything more than a knife for a weapon.