mickilennial

Where It Always Rains

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April 7th, Year 1

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“A fruitful member of society...” Akari mused as she looked at the girl blankly. “You sound like you rehearsed that line a thousand times.”

The raven-haired Japanese girl was somewhere between confused and annoyed as her peppy classmate declared she never broke a rule ever and that it was all part of a plan to… to… net a husband who would someday be Prime Minister of Japan? It sounded like some kind of made up thing, a fantasy she had formed in her head. Akari didn’t have those kinds of fantasies, nor did anyone else she knew of in town save for a few delusional members of her class. Who was Ichika trying to convince here? Akari or Ichika? It was strange, and that strangeness continued to pique Akari's curiosity enough to where she didn't tell Ichika that she didn't care and she should stop being annoying.

Or was Akari being over-serious again?

Steal Away The Light

Location: Uhladein, Eastern Marches

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“Finally!” A demented smile slunk onto Trantascilia’s lips as pillars of ice shot from her feet, melting as soon as they dropped to the streets below. “You come to face me! I’ve been waiting!”

Roc Queens were apex predators. A full grown Rock Queen with its wingspan spread out, it could sit on the entirety of the top on the rooftops of wondrous structures like the Grand Library of Prentis and the Emberdawn Keep. They fed on ogres and serpents alike, attacking galleons and wharfs with ease and it was here that the blue-haired hunter could face it in glorious combat. Two noble maidens gliding through the wind, aero and frost clashing in a duel that no normal human could imagine. It almost made her giddy.

Feelings such as joy and bliss were not ones that a Hunter of the Void typically felt. Most of those Trantascilia had worked with had been as insufferable as they were nihilistic. The pain in their bones and blood was a constant. They couldn’t sleep. They could barely taste food. She was no exception to this, of course, but despite the chilling cold burning in her bones she refused to admit defeat, less of all to the void. Zecimia called her a pampered idiot. Kelana proposed she was lying to herself. Miilieae told her she had lost her mind. Oh her friends, her comrades; how they were so utterly wrong. But all had their presumptions, she supposed. Often Trantascilia had said she was the “most sane” of their ilk.

No hunter of the void could stay completely sane, after all.

They fought nightmare monsters against impossible odds to not only save humankind but redeem it! But if you looked at the unending darkness and didn’t come out as a different person, then you… then you must be the Legendary Rimaeria Saldosius who stood against the void, alone, and with the burning passion of an entire kingdom in their soul! Neither Millieae or Trantascilia herself was Rimaeria, nor did Trantascilia try to be. She hadn’t broken in the same way as others had. Why should she be labeled as mad for rejecting the darkness instead of embracing it? Embracing it is how you ended up as a Fianna or Miriene!

Transcilia laughed underneath her breath as her feet touched the side of a rain-drenched clocktower, the water freezing as she hit the old stone as she began running up the clocktower to meet the corrupted creature. The hearthfire stood in the distance over her shoulder, above everything else in the city–that was her way up to meet the Roc Queen. When she reached the rooftop of the clocktower she spun into an aerial flip, meeting the side of the hearthfire keep as she had done with the clocktower.

“Come Vyelas! Let us dance with the tainted soul of a bird of prey! Let’s purify them into oblivion!”

The hum of her weapon vibrating in her mind as she ran past the Head Pyromancer as he looked out of a window at breakneck speeds. He lurched back in the archway almost on instinct.

“Don’t let the crystal shatter, boys!” She shouted over the storm, before she and the Roc finally began their dance proper.

She spun upward, spinning into a motion that represented a drill and she met the body of the Roc, her magicks freezing the Trantascilia-sized hole in its leftmost wing as it roared in anger before the blue-haired frostfire hunter landed on the back of the creature in a quick flip. Her laugh echoed across the skies as giant blue flames flashed behind the wings of the Roc despite the storm raging on.

Maybe she had lost her mind more than she insisted.

Pokémon Showdown! [Invite Only]

Lianne Silver

_______________________________________________ Anville Town | 17 | Femme Pokémon #1 - Quillie (Tranquil) | Female | Rivalry - Air Cutter - Feather Dance - Gust - Taunt Pokémon #2 - Mr. Z (Buizel) | Male | Water Veil - Aqua Jet - Growl - Quick Attack - Swift Pokémon #3 - Little Red (Larvesta)| Male | Swarm - Flame Charge - Flame Wheel - Leech Life - String Shot

Character Synopsis Lianne Silver lived in Anville Town for most of her life. The sound of moving trains was constant as she sat looking out the window of her apartment bedroom wondering about adventure and what-could-be. Her father had ditched them when she was young, so it was just her and her mother. When she was twelve, Lianne’s mother happened upon a new job that would take them to Mistralton City. As such Lianne would say goodbye to her friends in the most Lianne way possible: swearing to compete with them in life. Her friends laughed and told her they’d see her when they were the best Pokemon trainers in all of Unova and see who came out on top then. Lianne smiled. She settled in and a year later she was accepted into the marquee Pokemon Academy where she competes to this day as a member of Team Swanna. Character Ties Kennedy Flats TBD Sirius Leverant TBD

Pokémon Showdown! [Invite Only]

Lianne Silver

_______________________________________________ Anville Town | 17 | Femme Pokémon #1 - Quillie (Tranquil) | Female | Rivalry - Air Cutter - Feather Dance - Gust - Taunt Pokémon #2 - Zel (Buizel) | Male | Water Veil - Aqua Jet - Growl - Quick Attack - Swift Pokémon #3 - Little Red (Larvesta)| Male | Swarm - Flame Charge - Flame Wheel - Leech Life - String Shot

Character Synopsis Lianne Silver lived in Anville Town for most of her life. The sound of moving trains was constant as she sat looking out the window of her apartment bedroom wondering about adventure and what-could-be. Her father had ditched them when she was young, so it was just her and her mother. When she was twelve, Lianne’s mother happened upon a new job that would take them to Mistralton City. As such Lianne would say goodbye to her friends in the most Lianne way possible: swearing to compete with them in life. Her friends laughed and told her they’d see her when they were the best Pokemon trainers in all of Unova and see who came out on top then. Lianne smiled. She settled in and a year later she was accepted into the marquee Pokemon Academy where she competes to this day as a member of Team Swanna. Character Ties Kennedy Flats TBD Sirius Leverant TBD

One Universe: Unlimited - A Marvel/DC Comics Roleplay

Sorry, it's taking so long. Got sick and then had to focus on some of my other projects. Still here. Will get something up soon-ish.

Where It Always Rains

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April 7th, Year 1

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“Right.” Akari responded after taking a bite of her food. It seemed like the new girl’s pep and cheerful out-of-towner thing was for real. Seemed like the only reason she had moved to the worst possible town in Japan was because family lived in it; she couldn’t have been any more unlucky.

“All the rules?” Akari remarked, trying to see how the girl would react. “You don’t break any of them? Not even a little bit? How boring.”

Pokémon Showdown! [Invite Only]

I will decide an archetype (since I was forced to play in this) when everyone else has.

Where It Always Rains

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April 7th, Year 1

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“Hm?”

The dark-haired girl blinked as another student–the transfer new to town–approached her and asked if she wanted to have lunch together. It was that bubbly, friendly, super energetic personality that Akari found exhausting, though she simply shrugged. She wasn’t going to tell her to leave her alone or anything. It was just a seat. Even Akari needed to socialize now and again; couldn’t isolate herself completely. She wasn’t that anti-social. She played team sports, after all.

Then again, so did Ichika. She had introduced herself to class as someone who liked volleyball. Was she going to join the school team this year? How good was she? Could she handle the members in that club? If the subject came up she would be prepared. Shopping? Akari didn’t have much for Yen so what could they even talk about? How pretty a dress was? She was nearly dirt poor and her mother’s habit didn’t make anything easier for the family.

“Sakaguchi Akari.” She said, introducing herself with indifference. “Sit if you want to.”

She wasn’t too good at small talk anymore, but newcomers to the town were rare so even Akari was a little curious what brought her to Utsubyo.

“So what did you do? Must’ve messed up pretty bad to be sent here.”

To Become a Knight! ~ A Chivalric (Mis)Adventure

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Eolnana took a seat in the common area as one of the other recruits greeted them by name. A fellow Valeforian if the young girl could take an educated guess.

As she reopened her book to continue her reading of the material, she sighed. Donothan’s assertion that he was excited and not nervous was curious. Cowardly and dishonest? Not very fitting of a knight, if the talks of this order from her brother were anything to go by. If he felt shame by being called out for being a coward or liar, then that was on him. The phrase “stand by your convictions and naught be ashamed” echoed in her mind from one of her tutors. It seemed applicable in this case.

“You’re… excited now?” She mused as she read the book, seeming deliberately disinterested by the whole affair. “I thought you said you were nervous? So are you excitedly nervous or nervously excited, then...”

It was a subtle barb, sure, but Eolnana had not yet begun to attack her roommate. He would see in time; unless he changed her mind about his behavior and words chosen.

To Become a Knight! ~ A Chivalric (Mis)Adventure

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“Why would I be nervous?”

Nervous? Her? Eolnana’s brows narrowed although her expression remained the same as her roommate began going for the door. She stood up, keeping her book between her arm and her body as she contemplated what the person before her had just suggested. Being nervous meant people would find out she was pretending to be her brother and the scandal it’d inspire. Being nervous meant not having any confidence in her plan. Why would she be nervous? She wasn’t weak or scared or had even the slightest bit of doubt. Who was this person to suggest such a thing? How dare he?

She knew her presumptions of other recruits being patriarchal arrogant fools was correct, but this stammering idiot had the gall to call her nervous? Was he insinuating she had something to be nervous about? He just made an enemy for life! Were she actually her brother she would’ve cleared her throat and declared as such and challenged him to a duel for dishonoring them. Fortunately for him, Eolnana was much more kind and fair. Such fairness allowed her to bottle such insinuations to utilize them in more calculated and mature ways. She wasn't so childish and impulsive to lash out like her brother would, after all.

“Only a coward or someone with something to hide would be nervous.” She monotonically remarked, “And I am not one of those...”

She took a light breath as she walked forward. They needed to wait in the common room and start their day. The knightly lessons on magic intrigued her–she hoped they would be worth the hassle of her gambit.