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Hello! Nice to see you, eh?

I'm Yami, a college student and sometimes decent artist heavily influenced by anime/manga styles. Um...I'm not that interesting, really. I do some cosplay stuff and can get really into anything that interests me enough, but that's about it.

I might be in a bit of a slump right now, actually. I'm looking for something really fascinating to pique my interest once again, help me get back into the swing of things. I'm into crazy fantasy situations, especially.

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@Blizz

So he's conscious?
In God School 9 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
Sorry again for the slow posting. I have a bunch of tests and other painful ventures this week, so I've been busy. I'll try to get something up tomorrow, though.
@Aisling

Ah, I messed up! Those tremors weren't supposed to extend outside of that particular courtyard... That really wasn't clear, though...

Ah, well. I'm going with it now.
I'm sure they'll be back. Hang in there!
@booksmusicanime

"But I like the colors. They're bright and interesting, like your hair." The redhead pouted playfully as Wy left the kitchen, chuckling at the command as she exited. "Fine, I'll get back to work!"

As he placed the sprinkles back down on the counter and picked up the bowl again, he shook his head at the mess they had made. "We'd better clean up while these cook, or I'm sure someone's going to get mad at us. Who's normally in charge of housekeeping again? Hopefully they won't show up..." After a few seconds of artfully dodging the more perilously messy parts of the floor while searching for the flour, he soon located the missing ingredient and got to work mending the cooking error he had made. "I think that's enough. It's starting to clump more, anyway...how's it taste? Ah, perfect!"

Happy with the consistency and flavor at last, he began searching for a baking sheet. As soon as he had one, however, he stopped and went back for a rolling pin and some cookie cutters. Why not make these extra nice, right?
@Aisling

Two is correct, I believe. If there are three, then I messed up somewhere.

@Blizz

Is Jack present in the area or isn't he? I'm really confused.
@Blizz

Is that where Jack actually falls unconscious? I don't remember him doing so recently, and the other posts don't seem to corroborate from what I can tell so far.

I really can't tell what you're doing.

@Lady Athena

Yes! More Final Fantasy!
@Blackmist16

Okay, this is proving to be more difficult than I thought. Is there anything else you can tell me about this character that would help provide motivation for getting him in there?
@KatherinWinter

Down, as suggested by the guard.
@Blizz@yukisaa@Lady Athena

"There's not enough time now! You have to get to the center tent quickly, it's the only place to--"

Another, much stronger tremor knocked the oddly-dressed entity off his feet, rendering any effort to push the excess guests out of the courtyard and back to the main carnival area useless as he fell to the ground. As the loud echo of a clock bell resounded through the area, the boy looked off further into the courtyard with a whimper, his eyes carrying a certain look as if what he saw wasn't quite the same as what the others might have seen. "Please leave... These courtyards...they're our...this is my..."

Without leaving the doll-like boy any time to say more, an unseen force knocked him several meters away and sent him rolling. When he finally came to a stop, a glowing circle on the ground activated and strings of glowing symbols began crawling up the small form as it struggled to prop itself up on its elbows. "I'm sorry...it happened again...next time...next time, I'll..." The sound of crying cut off as a set of silvery panels materialized and surrounded him in a sort of dome, a shadowy image just barely visible in the reflective panels before they locked closed and turned to stone.

From the odd structure that was left behind, a strange fog began to emanate, covering the ground at first and creating a slight haze that only the carnival lights outside the courtyard could penetrate.




Lucifer stopped dead in his tracks. Something's wrong. Something's horribly wrong.

That nagging feeling that had slowly been itching at the back of his brain suddenly exploded at the forefront of his mind. He hadn't felt this sort of thing in a while, but it was a disaster in progress, if the events from the last time still burned into his memory were anything to go by. It was one of the few things he couldn't forget, no matter how hard he tried.

Turning around immediately, he began running as fast as he could toward the less-frequented part of the carnival, where the crowds thinned out until they became nonexistent. Most people avoided this area, either smart enough to know better or by the help of some unknown source of intuition. Though, sometimes, as with many things here, something would fail.

Unfortunately, it seemed that tonight was probably the night for things to fail.




@Song Book

"Oh yes, that's it! Buono!" The brunette clapped happily as he reached for the ticket to examine it a little more closely. "Did they use the new design, too? It was a pretty nice one, I remember. But more importantly, this will let you meet the boss if you go to the Midnight Performance toni--!"

The catlike male froze in place as his eyes suddenly widened, shaking hands clutching at his head as if suddenly falling victim to a blinding headache. "N-ngh! P-p-perche? L...Lu? Che ha...?"
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