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3 yrs ago
Current I just can't. This is too much. Berserk was so influential on so many things that I love. Goodbye, Miura. You'll be missed by many.
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4 yrs ago
Migraines ew
5 yrs ago
Welp apparently discord servers are having some pretty bad Latency issues.
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5 yrs ago
Well I just got my mitts on the Links Awakening remake. Excus eme while I disappear for a weak while I relive my childhood
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5 yrs ago
Migraine killed me today. Posts tomorrow.
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Bio



Hello! Welcome to my little bio.

Not much to say, really. Just a horror game protag that likes writing and playing vidya games when I'm not being chased by the cosmic forces of darkness. (I'm a security guard that works night shifts usually).

Have some dancing medjed.

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Byjerlfal City, Camphor’s lab


@XxFellsingxX@Savo@Thayr@Pyromania99 @Crimson Flame@Theyra@Bartimaeus@VitaVitaAR@Crusader Lord@PKMNB0Y

“Hmm…” Camphor quickly checked the time on her phone, frowning lightly before shaking her head. “Okay, times up! Everyone get your butts back over here!” Camphor shouted to everyone present. “Hope you did everything you wanted to here, cuz we’re done. Just one more thing i need to give everyone. Frieda?”

“Right, professor here.” Frieda got everyone's attention. “So, something the Professor has been working tirelessly on to help prepare everyone is a special type of pokedex.” The assistant would pull several sleek, green and black objects from a bag she was carrying. Smooth, rectangular and about the size of the palm of one's hand but about an inch thick. “It can scan pokemon from a fair distance, and has a near permanent uplink to the database here at the professors lab, and comes with a bunch of other functions. Weather, map, functions as a phone - and a direct line to Camphor if you need her for anything.”

Please hesitate to call me. In fact, don’t even think about it.”

“E-erm well, it also has a virtual assistant that can and should help assist you with any questions and be able to answer most things on the fly. Its an incredibly robust system I helped create so I hope its useful to you all.”

“Its also programmed with your trainer IDs, and will function as a Level 1 Research ID. That is, you can freely access the lab and anywhere on the Ground floor here in the lab and a few other labs across Eidda.” Camphor interjected. “The lab in Mireth comes to mind as well as the Mexatus Institute. It has box access and we can remotely give you your pokemon at any point, supposing the connection is good enough. Don’t go to some powerfully electromagnetically charged area or super far underground, or extremely rural area and expect it to work. Essentially, anywhere with wireless access it should work. Now if everyone would register your devices, Frieda or Camilia can help once you do-”

Richards’ device was the first to spring to life.

A little chibi of someone that looked suspiciously like Camphor popped up on screen along with a bevy of information regarding his recently acquired pokemon.

@PKMNB0Y


The process would repeat for everyone present as they registered and turned on the devices.

@XxFellsingxX


@Savo


@Thayr


@Crimson Flame


@Theyra


@Bartimaeus


@VitaVitaAR


@Crusader Lord


“Congratulations on your first payday. Don’t get used to it being so easy. Here.”

Camphor personally handed everyone five pokeballs and two potions each! Including Camilia! Wait-


“By the way Camilia, you’re heading out too. You’ll be my field agent.”

Camilia was handed a pokeball containing an Alolan Vulpix




“Alright, that’s it. You’re all free to go from here.” Camphor yawned, passing an empty coffee mug to Frieda and completely ignoring any protests Camilia might be having. “Feel free to hang around the lab, I guess. Just don’t bother me or go into restricted areas. I’ll be in the observation area if anyone has any more questions. Frieda, go give those other three the pokedex will you?”

“Y-you really should do it yourself professor…”

“Don’t wanna. I’d ask everyone stay out of the habitat for now though. We’ll be moving some more pokemon in here in a little bit.”

“U-Uhm,. Well, as long as no one has anything else…you can follow me to the reception area.”

Well, that was that. Everyone had everything they needed now. Five pokeballs each, some more cash, and a new partner pokemon for some of you…so…what would you all do, then?



Location
Havershel Estate


@Click This@AzureKnight

“Yes, we were informed of the situation by some of Lady Fiore’s maids further in. Camio is merely an incident, and while I have questions as to why and how a demon lord is blending into society, we have much more pressing concerns.”

Realistically, Lucrecia’s head should be rolling across the ground, now. The sharp, metal bladed wing clashed with her blade, a resounding metallic clank as the wing cut right through her blade, cutting it in half - Madeline’s halberd came down hard, the entire force of the weapon being brought down on Camio’s wing, mere centimeters away from Lucrecia’s neck being turned into a stump.

“Graaah-!”

The demon hissed, a squawking shout as the blessed weapon cut right through his wing, stopping its momentum entirely and slicing it in half as blood poured from the cut.

“Humph-” With a display of strength, Madeline, slammed the butt of the halberd right into Camio’s face, followed by bringing the halberd in an upward arc, carving a deep gash on his front. “On your feet, maid.” Madeline gruffly replied as Camio was now clutching his severed wing, growling in pain.

“Can I ask you to look after this boy? Its his son. He was almost killed by that other demon.” Camio was quickly getting to his feet again. If it was possible for him to actually glare daggers, it was likely going to be him. “Madeline, Camio’s ability deals with metals! Be wary of anything metallic in the room and normal steel and iron likely won’t work!”

“Here.” Madeline tossed a blade towards Lucrecia. “Backup weapon. Blessed. Should be able to resist his magic. I’ll draw his attention.” The demon lord howled, thoroughly enraged and no longer even capable of vocalizing words as the wound on his chest would be sealed, iron feathers taking the place of it.

“Guh-!” Madeline steeled herself, standing between Lucrecia and Camio as the demon lord plucked feathers from his wings, and faster than any of them could barely see, they’d mold themselves into what almost seemed to be thin blades, dozens of tiny thing blades would form from that single piece of metal and launch themselves towards the two of them.



@VitaVitaAR@Pyromania99

“Surrender, ahaha!” The possessed woman laughed, before her visage twisted into a hateful scowl. “Do you have any idea what its like being sealed? Of course you don’t. All you can do is scream into the void, barely aware of anything happening around you! I’m not letting that happen again!” The demon’s composure returned, her eyes flicking between Eliz and Kat. “So instead…just humor me for a moment. What are demons and…a cat thing doing hunting me, huh?” The knife was still pressed to her own throat, a trickle of blood wetting the blade. “Surely you don’t want to save these humans, or what, have the demons gone soft in my imprisonment?”

“Hmm…I dunno about that,” Lyssa replied, flexing her gauntlets, the cogs on the outside turning. “But I think she’s got us.” The pink haired maid frowned. “As long as she has that idol, if we or she kills the lady then there’s a good chance she’ll use her blood to fully break the seal on that thing.”

“Oh look, the dumb looking one is actually smart.”

“H-hey! My head isn’t full of cotton candy all the time!”
~Claire Blackwood~

@PlatinumSkink






"Woah, woah, girl a little was an understatement." Claire said with a chuckle. This however, was some good information. Amethyst already completed whatever objective they had, which meant that it was useless in trying to stop them for the moment. They needed to know what their overall goal was to even do anything or think about their next step. More importantly immediately problematic though, was that battling here was a terrible, terrible idea. She didn't want to get her cute butt kicked that badly.

"But hey, maybe I can help! If we put the battle on the back burner a bit, I don't know about Team Amethyst a lot but, erm, well...professor Dunstan seems like he might be trying to stop whatever it is they're up to and uhm...well...I met...Uxie and it gave me something and I might be able to help." She was fairly confident she could trust Cathia at least, with this information since well, she had actively been trying to take the Amethyst base down. She still wasn't super sure about Dunstan but it was a lead regardless.
Byjerlfal City, Camphor’s lab


@XxFellsingxX@Savo@Thayr@Pyromania99 @Crimson Flame@Theyra@Bartimaeus@VitaVitaAR@Crusader Lord

“Better he runs around here than anywhere else.” Camphor grumbled, though still wearing her usual tired expression, seemed to perk up a bit. “You sure I couldn’t convince you to be a full time assistant?” Frieda was behind Camphor making an ‘x’ shape with her wrists and shaking her head briefly.

“But to answer your question…well, the easiest place to start is right here. Lots of pokemon consider Byjerlfal their home. Even have some ghost types that hang around at night if you know where to look.” She’d take a swig of the coffee. “But if you're looking for non-urban areas…Route one or two is a good starting place. Route one cuts directly through the nearby forest and straight through to Pines End. Lots of grass and bug types out there. Route two travels along the coast, eventually meeting up with routes four and five at the edge of the Eidda Plains.”

“Uhm, professor, what about that old manor?”

“No. If there’s one thing you guys listen to me on, don’t go into the Winding Wood or that manor. That place is not for novices - its dangerous out there. And if i find out you did and trust me, I will, you’re going to have to deal with a very angry midget scientist and nobody, not even me, wants that.”

“Ah, actually, that reminds me! Its not really marked well on maps since its not a major route but there’s a cave on the beaches of route two. You might be able to find some good pokemon there.” Frieda interjected.



Habitat Forest
@PKMNB0Y

The Snivy flinched, giving a small cry of surprise as it was apparently seen. Its tail was quickly pulled behind the tree. A few long silent seconds passed before it poked its head back around, glancing at Richard with a small bit of apparent apprehension before quietly walking out from behind the tree. Richard had no way of knowing this, but the professor had been taking care of each pokemon here herself for quite some time. This Snivy was here, specifically, because it had been the runt of the litter so to speak - having been passed up for a starter time and time again for its seeming shyness.

The Snivy took a few apprehensive steps towards the trainer, hesitantly reaching out and taking the berry it had apparently been munching on earlier and…then offering it instead to Richard, seemingly wanting to share it.

Well, it had been relatively easy all things considered, and it would likely never be this easy again but for now it seemed at least, he had earned this Snivy's trust. Assuming he'd put it into the pokeball shortly afterwards....


looks like meats back on the menu tonight, boys!

I'll try and get a post up in the next day or two
~Claire Blackwood~

@PlatinumSkink






Claire simply gave the lass a look that pretty much said 'are you dumb.' As she stated the obvious joke. She was completely fine exchanging information for now. She had an in to one of the most evil organizations in Isson, and she wasn't about to let that go. Not for...nefarious purposes of course. No, she was more like Crobatman or something, at least that's what she was going to tell herself to make this make sense.

After saying a brief goodbye to the disguised lass, Claire let out a long, tired, drawn out sigh.

"...that was...an adventure alright, wasn't it girl?"

"Raaaal." Ralia agreed, looking up at Claire from where she sat in the girls arms.

"Mngh...you don't think I'm gonna get in over my head do you?"

"Ralts~"

"...you always are going to say that though, aren't you?" Claire said with a light chuckle and a chirp of confirmation from Ralts as Claire moved away from the hideouts entrance. Well at leas the plan of action was...somewhat simple here. Talk to Dunstan again, see if she could get more information out of that guy now that she had some reliable tips against Team Amethyst...but first, she spotted something pretty interesting. Cathia, sitting on a bench not too far away in the middle of town. Now this would be playing with fire...but also might be a good idea. "Hey, girl, stay in your pokeball for a bit." After putting away Ralts, Claire approached the bench, slid right up to Cathia on the bench.

"HEY! You're one of Jaques trainers aren't ya?" She offered a handshake a totally winning irresistible smile to Cathia. "Claire Blackwood. One of Kalmia's trainers. You got a name and can I challenge you to a battle huh, or are them papers more interesting then cute little old me?"

Smooth, heh. Just slid right into her dms without seeming too sus. Nailed it.
Haaselle



Hearing the praise, Haaselle managed a toothy grin, making a rather dramatic bow followed by the sound of a tooting trumpet doing a 'Da-da-dadada~!' sounding victory noise.

"I told you, you wouldn't be disappointed, hehehe! Lovely good that we managed to rescue the children. Such a shame, not all can get rescued..." Haaselle sighed lightly, though didn't elaborate. She was simply happy enough to seemingly get a bit of praise and followed the others back to the tower, humming a light tune to herself. Thankfully it didn't take too long and the boredom didn't quite manage to set in...at least until they arrived and this Xanshan fellow introduced himself. Something about him made Haaselle feel like he'd make a good chair.

His bones, specifically. Was that too macabre? Bones were quite sturdy if treated right...hmm...

"If I ever want someone to act as a chair, I'll be sure to let you know~" She immediately, however, turned to follow Roze. "Roooooze, do I have private quarters yet? Or can you show me to some public washrooms~? Please? Pretty please with a yellow moon on top~?"
Nyla, your friendly neighborhood baker
Temple



Conflicted, was how Nyla felt.

On one hand, she was glad Lady Kyouko was doing well. On the other hand, she was doing well without her. The thought made her tentacles tense in apprehensive worry. Was she unneeded? No that was silly, lady Kyouko always told her how much she was needed and how good she was. Urgh, she was having trouble not just running back over and wrapping Lady Kyouko up in her tendrils and making her see just how useful and correct she was. The outside world was dangerous, there was no need for her out here. Lady Kyouko shouldn't be worried about this pathetic-

Through all of these thoughts, Nyla remained composed as she'd readjust her position slightly, folding her arms in front of her, sliding away from the Glacies and a bit behind Lord Oja.

No.

No. Nyla had a job to do here. She'd look after Lord Oja. That was what Lady Kyouko wanted.

"Lord Oja." Nyla spoke up. "As Lady Kyouko requested me to ensure your saftey...I will be tagging along." There was a definite subtle tone of 'whether you want me to or not' in Nylas voice.
Sorry for the delay on that

I forgetti, but its done now
Sarvok



Why do people always choose violence and cowardice? Strangely though, she was not upset, disappointed or similar like she thought. Oh, there was perhaps a little bit of that there but at the same time...what was this? Some minor bit of...amusement? A slightly odd thought. Oh well, there was a time for reflection later.

For now...

Svarok hefted the spear. She had never really been one for athleticism in her previous life.

All she could do was pray to god for guidance.

She hefted the poison spear over her shoulder, using her other hand as something of a guidance. A small running start. She'd throw her whole body into the throw, sending the spear sailing towards the goblin.

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