Strange Rodent

Age of Rebirth: The Rising Tide [Post-Apocolyptic NRP | Always open]

@NecroKnight

Let's do this shit. Slide into DMs?

Rise of the Alchemists

@TheUnknowable

The first two, yeah. I've... never had much luck with girls even as a rabbit though. So no.

But it can lead to other awkward situations. One time, when I was a shrew, I was having dinner with a mate. I transformed halfway through and no longer fit properly in their house. The Fire Dept. had to rescue me :(

Rise of the Alchemists

@RumikoOhara

I like that idea. Very much.

Rise of the Alchemists

@RumikoOhara

Fuck yeah. We could even gather power and attempt to take over the world, only to find some other odd power attempting to stop us. That'd be long-term though

And no, I'm not stainless steel. I've got a genetic disease which changes my physical form every month. Basically, in a few weeks I'll be a totally different rodent. Naming one type of rodent didn't seem right to me because of this.

Age of Rebirth: The Rising Tide [Post-Apocolyptic NRP | Always open]

Eh... still waiting on Apollo. Anybody want to collab in the meantime?

I'd be quite keen to actually get in this.

Rise of the Alchemists

Do you want to do a story prompt, or shall I?

The Rhythm of the Night

Glenn Strivelyn

Glenn knew it. He had just beaten the rush hour. The pub filled up quickly, and a few people he knew were among them.

The first one here was Alex. No doubt he'd just sped here from his work after overworking himself. He came here when he could. He didn't say a word to Glenn, but touched him on the back. He attempted to flirt with Jennie, to which Glenn rakishly waggled his eyebrows. He took a sip of wine, savoring every drop and aroma available. He sloshed the deep red liquid in the glass, gazing into his reflection. He noticed that it wasn't quite the appropriate glass. He wasn't quite enough of a prick that he'd demand the right one, but he was seriously thinking about it.

He turned his head to face Alex, and in his Irish slur, let the words on his mind spill out; "How do you feel about... practicing tonight. I have a few new signatures in mind, and I'd like some company.". No later than the words had been put to air than the uptight cunt Brandon walked in. He took some paper out of his pocket, wrote down a time and a place, and slipped the note into Alex's pocket. "Be there.".

Glenn reckoned that Brandon had a stick stuck so far up his vag he'd need it to be surgically removed. Glenn visibly cringed when he made that elongated "Eeeeevening folks!". His optimistic thoughts brought thoughts of destruction to Glenn's mind, if only to prove him wrong. That being said, he wasn't too bad to hang around if you weren't drinking or doing drugs. Quite pleasant, actually. Glenn raised his glass by way of greeting, taking a sip on the way back down. "Can't get drunk off Diet Pepsi, Brandon. Grow a pair and drink up.", you could tell he was only half-joking. He followed with another half-joke, "Hey, I got a gift for you. It's green and plant based, so it's safe. Safer than that Diet Pepsi, anyway. You seen the fucked up shit they put in that?".

@BCTheEntity @EvenGODSfall

Rise of the Alchemists

@Sedjwick @RumikoOhara

You guys still interested?

Jacques Vs Izayoi (Card Battle)

OOOft

Hikari Academy

Ceiran Strivelyn

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He saw Tholl scowling at him. The judgement in her eyes worried him. She'd seen it on the second day, which he was wondering about. His specific condition was fairly rare, so she must be well versed in this area. He was also worried about how he'd do in her class now. He wouldn't be able to focus. All things considered, he'd done terribly over the past two days. Oh, well. Not everything can go his way. As long as he learned something. That something being 'Always pack food for lunch. Always pack snacks in case.".

Had he known the girl better, he might've cared what she thought. He couldn't have held it against her, though. She had no way of knowing what he was dealing with, nor a point of reference. As far as he knew, anyway. He thought about spilling the food he had just cleaned up just to spite her, but that'd have hardly helped anybody. A shiver ran through him as the last of the pain vanished, but the dizzying high of an energy overload was still present. He'd have to discharge a bit if he didn't want to get noticed, not by the students, but by the teachers. It was probably too late, though.

He closed his eyes, and breathed in. He began to meditate, in an attempt to equalise. He had done this hundreds of times before, so it almost came as naturally as walking by now. He formed a pipeline of sorts, leading into the earth. After this was complete, he allowed his energy to be affected by gravity. This caused all the excess to fall out of his body, and disappear into the earth, ready to be claimed by anyone. Finishing this procedure was as simple as closing the pipeline and removing the false gravity. He opened his eyes, and felt a whole lot better for discharging. He no longer felt like a time bomb, ready to explode at any second.

He placed his cutlery on his plate in the proper fashion, side by side, and was about to leave the table before he saw Miss Mako approach. Looks like he had some explaining to do, and hopefully it'd only be for being late to class. She sat next to him, and consoled him about his performance in potions while reassuring him about rituals and incantations. Huh. He thought she hadn't noticed him enter. Funnily enough, he probably couldn't do either rituals or incantations, as he is incapable of consuming Mana, only controlling it. Then she asked him a question which worried him. He was fine now, but she'd obviously seen him eat. He mustn't go to the nurses office. If he did, they'd surely spot the demon and attempt to excorsice it. He'd tried that at least five times before. Each and every attempt had brought him and the excorsist close to death. This demon wouldn't leave without a fight, and it had rooted itself in his very soul. Removing it would not be dissimilar to attempting to remove a very large brain tumor.

"No, thanks. I'm alright now. Nothing I haven't dealt with before." He said, cautiously. He proceeded with a strange grimace on his face, "I probably won't be able to do spells and incantations. I'm unable to cast spells. However, I don't consider potions to be a failure. I may not have produced the results I wanted, but I did learn exactly how to make saltwater more salty. You only fail if you don't learn.". He said this while gazing at his empty plate.

@Silver Carrot