Mole

Advent of the Dawn —A Mecha Musume/Tokusatsu-Inspired RP

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As Louisa speaking forward, charging into the direction of the cries, Seraphima hesitated. She looked around, observing the tainted darkness around her. She wanted to pull forward, as the screams muffled their echoes through the labyrinth, but something stopped her for a brief moment, as if a tap on the shoulder caused her to turn around. The sewers were large, and she had the desire to go in the opposite direction of Louisa, as if there may be something hidden. Instead, she followed Louisa at a moderate pace, ready for any counterattack from the creature.

Avalia

_{T I M E : E V E N I N G
L O C A T I O N : I N N
I N T E R A C T I O N S : C A E L A N , S O P H I E , L E A F , S L I C K
T A G S : @Princess, @Alivefalling, @FunnyGuy, @Helo
E Q U I P M E N T : W A T E R F L A S K , W A Y F I N D E R , T R A N S M I S S I O N B R A C E L E T , B A T H I N G S U I T}

"Key to... my heart?" Aurora repeated aloud in her usual quiet voice. Her head shook, and she opened the door for both Slick and Leaf. A little laugh escaped he as she continued the joke with Caelan. "There is not password," her eyes closed and darkness ensued. No longer could she see the faint glows of the two outside the room. "It was a trick question. I am glad you have been minding," she jested. The door opened all the way, and for good measure, she scanned the outside of the room, once, searching for any signs of magic. "Welcome back. I am glad you both are in one piece. Please, come in."

the alphabet game. lol

@Briza

the alphabet game. lol

Universal

the alphabet game. lol

Mole

RPGC#35 - There's no camp like... (voting and feedback)

I vote for A camp for the night.

Avalia

_{T I M E : M O R N I N G
L O C A T I O N : I N N
I N T E R A C T I O N S : C A E L A N , S O P H I E , L E A F , S L I C K
T A G S : @Princess, @Alivefalling, @FunnyGuy, @Helo
E Q U I P M E N T : W A T E R F L A S K , W A Y F I N D E R , T R A N S M I S S I O N B R A C E L E T , B A T H I N G S U I T}

Aurora had been meditating her prayers while Caelan and Sophie interacted with each other. There was not much she could do for them while they stilled themselves inside the inn. To them, she thought herself to be old and too wise for their liking to cause much entertainment for the youth of a human. Her business had never been in entertaining… even with ideas or thoughts, she was simply taught to engage with the truth and nothing else.

As she repeated a few differing mantras quietly in her mind, a tune began humming into her concentration. It was some noise with a strange rhythm. The beats were fast and direct. The impulsive nature turned Aurora’s attention, almost hurting her sensitive ears. It was the sound of a male voice, and Oh! Caelan and Sophie were singing to this sound together. The elf listened to them, allowing the therapeutic ease of their natures join together. For several seconds, their harmony sounded healthy, strong and in union. It was enjoyable to hear. However, as the song came to an end, the fear and hesitation crept back into their voices — although, there was something healed between their two different tones now.

“I am well, thank you for inquiring,” Aurora spoke. Her gentle nature kept her guard, between even the humans and her core. She wished to be more nurturing, but she found the humans needed fo find their independence outside of her own. They were finding within each other, and rightfully so, she saw such an intricate design that different between humans and other creatures. She thought to tell them this, but she had thoughts against provoking the two’s innocent connection.

“I am simply praying. It is what I have been called to do. It is my purpose,” she quieted herself as she let out a breath of silent prayer. And with a whisk of whimsical nature, having caught their attention so suddenly, she continued “I am happy you two are finding good cheer, again. If there is anything I can do to further assist you, please, allow me to help.” With her hands clasped in her lap, she allowed the moment to pass, but it was shaken by the sound of voices conspiring and a knock on the door.

“It is Slick and Lead, thank goodness they have come back.” A polite smile graced her lips. She stood from her place and walked towards the door. She kept the bolt on the door as she opened it and whispered in a serious tone, “What is the password?” Rhe whiteness of her cloak and hair could be seen through the crack opening.

Advent of the Dawn —A Mecha Musume/Tokusatsu-Inspired RP

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As Seraphima suited up, she thought back to the last mission. Trash duty, again. Well, close to it, anyways. She tried not to ponder too intricately as to what being in a sewer was like. It was best to keep things open. She had learned that when wrestling with her brothers. Being too mechanical usually left her wide open in the left field -- and not for the better. She had also learned pondering what it was like living on a monastery was almost fruitless prior to actually living like a nun. The prospect was fun, nonetheless, but it inevitably left a skeletal makeup that needed fracturing to fit the actual mold.

There were key things she could be sure of, and she would stick with those. The basics was enough to know this was not a job she was going to enjoy, but then again, she could say that about the last mission and any other mission after this. "K-01, ready to go." She spoke softly to herself.

"I'm sure following this thing won't be a problem in the maze. My suit's light, and there are no places I probably cannot find a way in and out of," she gestured with her right hand.

The Digital Expanse {Digimon x Megaman RP}

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Suzi looked at Lily with hesitancy and glanced at Kudamon. The Digimon was still laser focused on the clock looking monster and the flame-like monster. She drew in a little breath within her chest as she turned to Lily. “Why-oh-Ming,” she said slowly and overly articulately. She had meant to introduce herself first, not to miss all the formalities that had been taught to her by family and school. However, she felt exhausted from the fight, even if she had not been the one physically exerting energies.

“I-I am sorry,” the young girl corrected herself. She wanted to feel embarrassed by her manners, but there was something friendly about Lily-kun. Maybe it was their predicament or her youth. Aki-senpai was also from the United States. Both had given her their first names, respectfully. It was intimidating but also made them seem friendlier and more approachable. “My name is Takada Suzuki. I am from Toh-kee-yoh, Japan,” she said while over pronouncing the city of Tokyo for better clarification. “We have no idea where… we are, either…” Suzi’s voice lingered more quietly in the air as she came to the same conclusion as Lily.

Her brows knit upwards as if contemplating something. She thought about what Kudamon had just asked Meramon. Again, she drew in the same breath within her chest, “The last thing… I remember was it was New Year’s Eve. I… was lying in bed and clapping the lights goodnight and say-saying my prayers,” a deep ness swelled in her dark brown eyes as she retraced her memories. She could see her bedroom right in front of her as she thought about it. Her hand slipped to her wrist where her prayer beads were fashioned. Her father had told her that if she were in a bad dream, she could simply say The Prayer — 主は、イエスキリストは、神の御子、罪人わたしをあわれんでください and escape her nightmare.

She thought about Aki-senpai. Before the battle, Suzi knew she had been very forthright about this not being a dream. In fact, at one point, she had felt an elation or excitement, at having a Digimon in real life. Why would she have thought it was real life, if it was a dream? Nothing made sense. “And… before that, I had been playing with my new Omniphone. I…” She hesitated, again, realizing it was a little easier to talk to Lily-kun than Aki-senpai. She had been concerned about coming off as mature with the older girl, but with Lily-kun, a more fluid style of conversation came to her. “I had been playing with the Omniphone’s Digivice App. I actually had… or have a Kudamon on my phone.” The young girl thought about Aki-senpai wrestling with the idea of them being trapped in a video game.

No, no. That could not be the case. Everything was too real. Or maybe, in some strange and bizarre, mysterious way, Suzi secretly wanted this to be real. “What is the last thing you remember, Lily-kun?” She finally asked Lily.

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