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4 yrs ago
Well, that was a rather turbulent year.
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5 yrs ago
Shady's back, tell a friend.
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5 yrs ago
It is time for churros.
5 yrs ago
A random generator created this username for me.
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5 yrs ago
Started playing Salem in F/GO. It's gotten to the point where the youtube ads are hyping me up for the timegate to be lifted.

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Back from a spell with all my witty charm to take advantage of the quiet nights of a graveyard shift, one that goes from 20:30 [EST] to 8:30.

DMs are open for whatever. Discord handle will be given as needed, more often than not to make it easier to contact (or be contacted by) folks in ongoing RPs.

Ongoing mobage picks: Limbus Company; Arknights (every so often); Marvel Snap.

Avid fan of video essays.

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Core.
Edited the inventory, bounty and backstory.
@pr3acher Kunoichi Chuuni maid. I'll be editing that one amd mentioning you with the additions/modifications.
Up for giving this a try.
Uriel Bertolini


β€œAnd when you make your way up here, we will have some questions for you.” To be absolutely honest, Uriel also had some questions for himself. First of all: how should he refer to himself? Should he try and play it off like he was a woman all along when interrogated? Or should he explain the situation and embark on a quest to recover his manhood? The trek upwards seemed long enough to allow the mob heir(-ess) to try and improvise a story. A hand reaching to the rope and giving it a tug would reassure him that it would allow him to reach the rim of the well safely.

Uriel was quick to discover that he seemed much lighter than what he was before, and that his limbs were swifter and nimbler than he expected. Confidence began to blossom within his chest as he began to climb his first steps and promptly slipped due to the combination of the smooth walls and the lack of experience with the heels. He figured that it'd be easier if he did it barefoot so he bent his leg backwards to pull the footwear off with a free hand. However, as his fingers traced the contour of his legs, he did not only discover that they were very slender but also that the boots reached up to his upper thigh. Not only that, but they were fastened in such a way that it'd be too time consuming to remove them. As he thought about this, he caught himself removing a lock of wet hair away from his eyes in an absent-minded manner, an act that confused him more. How was his brain already used to this situation but he wasn't?

The bob of bucket bucket leading it to touch his shoulder reminded Uriel of the situation and of the tales of well dwelling creatures that weren't interested in his well-being and would rather eat him raw. Or perhaps well done, who knows at this point? As such, Uriel began to climb upwards, taking it slow and easy to avoid slipping again. At this moment he noticed he had a rather large coat on him that was weighing him down a little bit due to it now being absolutely soaked in water, and that he had a strange golden object floating slightly above his head, the shimmers of gold reflecting the sun giving off its presence.

It'd be a somewhat long trek but, unless any unexpected difficulties arose, the villagers of Tici would welcome a young, tanned redhead with a floating headpiece into their little town as she rose up from the well. They'd also see that their first action was to take off that pompous coat she was wearing and disregard any questions or words to look at herself, first at the strange tattoo she had on her hand then at the rest of her body, visibly annoyed yet too disturbed to comment on any of it. She patted down her entire upper body, a red eyebrow perking up at how solid her abdomen was. Overall, she wasn't half bad. Standing at a five foot and half and with a slender and very toned body that was almost completely in display due to the scarce clothing, she could consider herself attractive despite the incredibly striking look.

With a heavy sigh, Uriel swiped all hair on his face upwards to clear the view and finally look around, taking in the landscape and, more importantly, the little gremlins around him. He was frankly surprised to see all those animalistic traits on the kids, but he had head an adult before and, lo and behold, there effectively was one. Assuming that he was the one that spoke, Uriel approached the blond man. He set his hand on his hips in an open stance, one that, whilst carrying a masculine aura, it'd came off as a tomboy more than anything. His voice, when he spoke, properly reflected that he was at his wit's end and was simply waiting for the surprises to end. "Alright, before you ask anything: Where the hell am I?" asked the man-turned-woman. He was fairly sure that the man would be offended but there were bigger things to worry about in his opinion. Namely, getting used to this new body.
Haruka Fujimori





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Well, wasn't that quite the amusing turn of events. After very definitely catching the eye of the most boisterous one of the bunch, Haruka was able to spectate this fellow's great claim to fame as Jigokuraku's Number 1 only for someone more fitting for the position to open the gates to their new fate. Nevertheless, this didn't stop the man from attempting to squash the bug that had wronged him. However, what happened after that surprised her even more as she saw that Goudo, of all people, was there. It took her quite a bit of effort to keep her composture and not go over to ask for his autograph, as she was the proud owner of a poster featuring the man as one of his most iconic roles: a suave lady-killer that served as the antagonist to a cheesy action movie. Granted, such a liking to the man had been boosted by being around the older women of the family, but the fact remained that one of her idols was present and, to top it off, it seemed like he was going to be their teacher.

They were all beckoned to enter the assembly hall of the new school, an invitation that Haruka took her time to accept as the crowd of students made their way in. What they'd see is that the plant woman was pulling out a spray bottle from her bag which she'd generously apply on her face and mane of leaves before storing it back where it came from and taking a swig from a bottle of water in a manner that'd make bystanders wonder if this was a commercial for a summer refreshment. However, all of these motions were deliberately slow and careful: she was biding her time to enter amidst the back of the group. All of the other students were there and she could see that several of them were quite eye-catching themselves by their own standards. Not only that, but her presence during the Jigokuraku was relegated to a supporting role for others, something that had earned her enough points to pass but it costed her recognition. Therefore, if she wanted to leave a lasting impression on her peers she'd have to engineer it as much as she could with what she had at hand.

And that's exactly what she did.

After a couple more of moments dedicated to letting the bee fulfill its natural duty and avoid the ruckus that such creature tended to cause in enclosed spaces filled with teenagers, Haruka made her way into the assembly hall at a measured step. Holding her bag with both of her hands in front of her, a straight and proper posture and a polite smile never leaving her face, Haruka made sure to play the part of a perfect japanese school idol even if she wasn't one yet. The natural fragrance of the hyacinth on her head, intensified by them being now indoors, would only accentuate this effect, acting as a natural perfume that'd have the heads of other students turning towards her.

When the leaf-haired student reached the assembly hall, she took a couple of moments both to admire the amount of space and to let others admire her as she stood by the door before letting her bag down with the others. The downside of this was that there weren't that many seats around for her to use, and she'd rather not sit next to a male student to try and avoid having someone flirting with her when she'd rather be paying attention to the opening ceremony. Her eyes scanned the landscape and she spotted an odd sight: a lump on one of the seats that she later discerned to be actually a little girl. It took her another second to recognize why the girl's legwear was familiar: she had caught a glimpse of this girl during the exams. Moreover, she didn't remember her being this thin. Nevertheless, Haruka didn't waste any time approaching the girl and adressing her with a gentle smile. "Excuse me, do you mind if I sit with you?".




Heya. Things have been hectic and I didn't get a good time to sit down and write. Today I do, however. Mind tossing the link again. It expired.
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