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I'm trying to be more active than I was before, so here's commenting on the Spam and other Misc. forums.
8 yrs ago
Oh boy I'm beat đŸ˜„
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*sobs* There was a fire last night, I thought our house would get burned too ; - ;

I'll post after Thundaga! Sorry OTL
Oh so now he talking >8I

Also, I loved this film and this song so much. ; - ; Sawyer such a cutie.



Morris Outskirts

Delilah watched the whole affair in amusement. Maybe she found the situation humorous because the man’s curt introduction irritated Lute, but whatever the reason was, nothing stopped the familiar from chortling at the white-haired swordsman who was trying to calm himself down bit by bit. “Hey Aria, I’m fine now,” Lute finally sighed and waited for the illusionist to let go of his arm. If all communication attempts with Eric ended up like this, he might just cry in anguish. He didn’t need the frustration; his hair was white enough as it is.

“His niece is ‘kinda’ missing?” Lute inquired to nobody in particular, although his voice was loud enough for anybody nearby to hear. Ugh. “Well, come on, everyone,” He sighed, tilted his head towards the duo who had rushed off, and began to follow.

Trixie fired off a volley of questions that were basically what Lute and maybe some of the other members of the Pride were about to ask. “We’re not sure if the circus has anything to do with it, of course,” Lute quickly amended the statements that the prankster said in an attempt to at least conceal that they were sleuthing, “And we’re definitely not going to use violence. As much as possible, everything must be solved via non-aggressive verbal trade.” The virtuoso sighed as he watched the girl wave her guns in the air. She really was enthusiastic. “If they’re really bad guys
” Lute glanced over his shoulder at the others, then redirected his gaze back to the front of the line, “We’ll cross that bridge when we get there, maybe?” He wasn’t good with procedure, and he knew that things don’t exactly go according to plan


"I was like 'but but but' and they were all 'DENIED!' Anyway - what I'm trying to say is - uh... I mean..."

“I think what Trixie is trying to say that our weapons make us look suspicious,” Lute said before smiling weakly. He still didn’t feel comfortable discussing details of the mission proper around a civilian, even if he had declared himself to be a family member of one of the missings. “So, what do we do?”
Aight, everyone, my Wed. 9:00 - 12:00 NN class got (temporarily?) moved to TueFri 4:00 - 7:00 PM, so my posting times will be around now thanks to this new sched, I hope I don't trample on somebody else's post!

Posted!
My 9-12 AM Wed. class got moved to 4-7 PM TF all of a sudden so I'll have to return to school later. OTL I'll post around 9 PM.


Morris

They finally left the Guild. Lute gave Amy and Marcus a wave before he closed the door behind him, then jogged up to the other members of the Pride. As they walked down the path he noticed that Trixie was still upset about some of their friends staying behind, and a wan smile crept up his face when she mused about the murky relationship between Amy and the
 Phillis brothers, was it? “Let’s hope it didn’t come to that. But yeah, if they’re bad guys,” The virtuoso slammed his fist down on his open palm, “They’re in for a smackdown!” If and only if they were close to his body size, meaning no hulks like Bunnyface. Last time he tried to flip someone of that size he almost broke his back.

Lute hurriedly took the flyer before it flew away in the wind and raked his gaze through the contents. There was the elaborate handwriting, and the small designs on the edges of the paper looked like they were penned instead of printed. “That’s a lot of work,” He muttered to himself while straightening out the wrinkles on the leaflet. Games, food stalls, the typical setup; there wasn’t anything in here that said anything was out of the ordinary so he just handed it over to somebody else.

He barely caught on to Trixie’s whisper before a loud bellow broke out of Moira, startling the poor virtuoso so much that he- “Oh sweet beans!”- tripped over a rock. No big deal, he didn’t fall down, so he pretended that nothing happened and just turned around to see the deal.

Oh hey, it’s Tummy Rumble. He was still carrying his milkshake. “Is that allowed?” Lute asked, his eyes on the glass that the man held. Wasn’t that a property of the, uh, bar? Anyway, Syed tried to diffuse the situation and there was nothing the virtuoso could add to it save for a friendly smile aimed towards the stranger.

Oh wait, maybe he was headed for their destination too?

“Are you going to the Phillis circus?” He inquired in a louder voice, although he wasn’t sure if he was going to tell the guy to come with them or not. “Uh, if you are, I bet it’s there around that corner! If you keep walking, that is,” He jerked his thumb towards a bend in the road that was purposely paved like that to steer clear of a large tree.
Hope nobody minds if I post now since I'll be gone later.

Edit: Posted! Also for some reason I couldn't understand, when I saw that Milkshake Dude's name was Eric I said "oh that dude's bad". Cue instant dislike. It was only now that I realized why I got so annoyed at him all of a sudden lol. In The Cat Lady, the main character (Susan) has/had a husband named Eric who is a frigging self-righteous alpha butt ugh UGH UGH I have never disliked a character so much he's basically "u were made to serve me wtf u always taking care of the baby idc how hard that looks i am man and man must have food but now i have no job bc terrorists bomb stuff and IT'S YOUR FAULT" LITERALLY EVERY ARGUMENT YOU DO GETS REBUTTED BY "oh shut up susan it's all your fault"

If there was a -Strangle Eric- option I woulda done it. Screw my overall Nice and Rational play style.

*heavy breathing*

I guess the hate is fresh since I just played Eric's chapter last night OTL
Great art, Buns! 8DDDDD

For some reason Three Dorkigos sounds like a nacho brand. Bring on the dip.
Working on my post now!

We'll be in the Hall of Doors in my next post, so the peeps there should wrap up if they want to meet us? Or not whatever. Yeah I suck at leadership lol. Anyway feel free to ask Song any stuff, I'll have him respond in the next post


Morris: Guild

“It’s not a problem,” Lute smiled back at the secretary. If the Guild in Morris was as understaffed as she said it was, then it was their duty to extend a helping hand on any of the available missions. Asides from that, he personally thought that even if the circus may have no connection to the disappearances, it was better to weed out anything suspect before more people go missing. Oh and they’ve been offered an incentive. The situation with Rize and Kara had been explained in passing by Estelle, so Lute knew just how important that information was for the Pride. He momentarily glanced over at the swordswoman who emerged from the bathroom and nodded, ready to go.
But wait, is she okay? Surely there must have been leftover 
 smells left in the lavatory from the previous user
 Lute scrunched up his nose then shook his head. He wasn’t going to continue that train of thought.

However, it seemed like Amy wasn’t too keen on visiting the circus.

The virtuoso followed after Trixie since he guessed by know that it wasn’t good to bug the cleric when she isn’t in a good mood (or even when she is); Moira and Estelle soon joined in coaxing Amy to come with them, which made Lute worry. Usually when people say they want to be left alone, they mean it
 “Hey Trixie, maybe miss Amy needs a break too, you know?” Sure, she mentioned bad blood but it was also a good opportunity to take a breather. “Come on, there’s bad guys to investigate,” He added weakly as Aria dragged away a persistent Estelle.

“Lucien, come here and help me!” Now would be a good time for one of his puns. Without actually waiting for the summoner to come over, Lute gently prodded Trixie away from the cleric and towards the direction of the other members of the Pride, although it was really up to the girl whether she would let go or not. “So, um
 I too think we shouldn’t force miss Amy to come with us if she doesn’t want to, but
” The virtuoso shrugged and stepped back from the limelight. Ah well, whatever. If they were going to leave, he’d follow.
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