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posts done, will get to PMs tomorrow!
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feeling better, going to start catching up. sorry for the wait!
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back! though sick... will be getting back to writing next week
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@Vertigo Are you ready for a post, dear? I'm getting my stuffie post ready for you. <3 I should have it up in a day or so.

I'll get my initial post up tomorrow morning, so anytime after that, I'm game!
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Sure, go ahead! Don't forget to put your CS in the Character tab before you put up your post, however.

Will do! Also, she's probably not managed much with a 7, ha. This is also when I realize I didn't actually-- give her a sleight of hand proficiency.
Finally writing that post, I've just the way to insert Garnet into her group! Any chance I could roll for a sleight of hand in advance to see what she's managed to, ahem, indefinitely borrow from the Bazaar so far, though?




What fired at them first was not whatever the GEMINI psycho was charging. It was a stream of childish toys and treats that turned into a barrier, glistening in the sky like a rainbow, courtesy of... that one cosplaying freak. An attempt to distract them?

The light at the end of the Esper's wand collapsed.

Two.

A beam blasted towards them, visible one moment, already past them the next. Ciri expected to hear an explosion somewhere further away, braced herself for dust and debris.

She didn't expect an impact right behind her.

One.

It burned.

A scream tore from Ciri's throat. It started as pained, but by the time her lungs had emptied of air and the realization of what happened had struck her, the scream had turned into an outlet for her anger. She screamed because she couldn't find the words.

The dragon. The goddamn stupid, careless fucking dragon, did it not have the sense to lower its dumb, empty head when shot at?!

Zero. Wherever Amanda was, she was on her own.

Ciri fell, but not long enough to panic. She'd barely registered the wind on her face, the sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach and the approaching concrete, when a familiar, soothing darkness wrapped around her.

The impact with the ground wasn't as bad as she'd expected, hard as it was. Maybe whatever she should've felt had been buried under the burning pain in her back, or stolen away by adrenaline, or cushioned by It, wrapped around her in a formless mass of shadow. All the same. All Ciri knew was that she was alive and hurting, and that meant she was going to make the GEMINI bitches hurt ten times worse.

They hadn't even meant to do this to her. They'd meant it for the girl. They'd meant it for a crying, scared teenager that hadn't even raised a finger against them.

There were only two monsters in Dante's diner tonight, and neither of them sprouted horns, scales, or fur.

A roar shook the very ground Ciri was struggling to stand on, and she didn't have to look for its source for long. Even with her mind hazy and vision swimming, Boteg was impossible to miss. He stood taller than the buildings around him, and as he prepared to breathe death upon the GEMINI, Ciri wished she had the oxygen left to cheer him on.

And then It ruined it all.

"Wh-what the fuck? Why are you--" Flabbergasted, she started trashing to get out Its grasp, but she had no strength left to try and fight shadows that could change their form, giving way where she pushed, then gathering back around her. She clawed at her partner, desperate, as if trying to find whatever part of Its form was responsible for communication, so she could rip it out and silence It. "Don't! Don't!"

More suffering!? Good, that's what she wanted! They'd suffered, the GEMINI bitches had not, how was that fair!? She didn't care if all of them lived, as long as the two monsters died.

It didn't listen, and so neither did the dragon. With one final display of power Boteg could have used to turn their enemies into statues, they fled, and Ciri screamed again. But this time, it wasn't out of pain.

Physical, anyway.
Won't be able to get to the sheet until Saturday, but it should be a quick write, so feel free to start before then anyway!
Hmm, a deadbeat dad who finally tries to take some responsibility, only to lose his child at the daycare right after? I'm in.




The Dumpster Lizard did not, in fact, run away this time.

No, he intended to fly.

As if hearing Ciri's dismissive thoughts, the dude's entire body started to expand and stretch, until the tuxedo-wearing shithead was entirely replaced by an actual fucking dragon.

Sure, Ciri had heard he could turn into one during the mission briefing, but actually witnessing it in person, especially after seeing what a pissbaby he'd been, was... cathartic. Maybe there was a point to all this shit, after all.

But only if she got his ass out alive.

"I have a fucking name!" Ciri shouted with exhausted frustration, with no intention of actually giving her name to the dragon, and no time to do so either; as her partner whisked her up next to the girl and Ciri's gaze readjusted to the diner, she saw movement. And it wasn't her shadows.

It was the fucking Knight of No Tomorrows, in the flesh. Flesh that hadn't even been scratched. What were her shadow creatures doing? Ugh, good help was so difficult to find these d—

The GEMINI bitch pointed her wand at them, and Ciri's frustration gave way to vigilance. It was no secret what her intentions were. Ciri could see, could hear the magic gathering around the tip. And the bitch wasn't looking at her.

Ciri hurriedly reached for the grieving girl's wrist. She didn't have much left in her; in her anger, she'd expended most of her mana in an attempt to prevent this kind of shit from happening in the first place. But she could still do one thing. The girl would just have to fucking let her, because she didn't have the power left to pierce her defenses by force.

"Trust me," and then, for the first time in her life: "Please."

Two seconds. As the beam fired. That should be enough.

She squeezed the girl's wrist, hard, nails digging into skin, until hopefully, her hand — along with the attack coming their way — would just pass right through the intangible Amanda. A temporary ghost, so she would not permanently turn into one; a shadow, beyond any light's reach.

Rip to whatever was behind all of them, though.
I've never actually posted in the OOC here, oops! But heyo everyone, I'm the dumbass that's been meaning to post for ages, hoping to do it soon once I'm back from a con.
Just want to confirm that I'm still interested, just waiting for the full OOC and next week, with more time on my hands to whip up a sheet. Got a few ideas, but also need to decide between them.
A'ight, this is promising, I'm in

Edit: as for having two different threads for main story vs freetime, that's a new take on things, but I'd be down to try it. Potentially an unpopular opinion, but I tend to prefer posting back and forth in a thread rather than doing collabs off-site, and a separate thread sounds like it would facilitate that better.
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