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1 yr ago
im 24 now
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2 yrs ago
Back home. I need a breather, lol.
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2 yrs ago
one more five horu drive to home...then ill stop spamming the status bar. promise. go back to only updating it once every few months
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2 yrs ago
back in my home state. actually a real nice hotel compared to the last one that had cockroaches in the bathroom. so thats cool and good. ready to get home tomorrow. blehhhhjgkjgkjhatk
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well...as this RP seems to be picking up speed again and i finally get around to wrapping up my batgirl post after all this time, i feel like i should mention that i'm thinking of writing up a Wasp sheet!

edit: also hi cybermax lol

edit 2: batgirl post probably this weekend i mean, i'm not done yet lol
time to finally make my abby and lev sheet so they can be best friends like i always wanted
if you can profane consecrated ground then it's not really consecrated. at least that's what she thinks. if a have a sword that can never rust, but only if it is maintained...then it can rust, but with like, one extra step

i can edit it though, if you want

Level 3: 26/30
Word Count: 437
Location: Al Mamoon, Train Station
Points Gained: uhh...sixty...eight??


New EXP Balance--- Level 5: 24/50





Jesse Faden had never had room service before. So as she stayed in her hotel and got pepperoni pizza delivered right to her room- all for free- she kind of felt like royalty. It took her a few hours to get to sleep, like it usually did. In the darkness of her hotel room, though, she always had Polaris to keep her company. Playing 'I Spy' with Polaris was always a bit one sided, but it was all right to pass the time. Better than counting sheep anyway.

After a brief breakfast and a cup of coffee, Jesse arrived at the train station at a leisurely pace. She had briefly stopped by to observe the formal end of the resistance, but that whole scene wasn't really for her. She kept her distance.

A large portion of the group was already gathered by and in the train. The Phantom Thieves, Primrose, Mao, Fox (the actual Fox), Tora, Sora, Poppi...a lot of people. Big Band and Goldlewis. It was still important to get to know them better. Rolling her right shoulder she stepped onto the platform and whistled appreciatively at the train.

"So, this is the thing all this trouble was for. Hope it was worth it." Jesse said. She boarded, finding an empty seat. There were some figures she wasn't very familiar with at all, such as Big Band.

"As for cold weather..." Jesse opened up her jacket and patted an internal pocket. Inside there was a collection of heavy weather clothing, all neatly folded up, placed within a rucksack, and shrunken down to be compact and easily transportable. "I've got that all sorted." There were even tents and blankets inside. Shrinking them all had been quite the project, but she had done it more for her own personal satisfaction of being able to say she had a tiny camping site in her pocket more than it was anything practical. One of the magic users couple probably just store it all away in a magical pocket dimension but...

Well, they didn't want to put all her eggs in one basket, right?

Still, she reached inside her jacket and pulled out a duffel bag between her fingers. "Hey, Midna. Sorry I dumped my rocket launcher on you and then forgot to do anything about it. I've gotten used to having an assistant or two to remind me of stuff like that. Anyway, look at this." She held it out. "This is actually useful, there's stuff in here incase we need to hunker down in the cold. Think it'd be a good idea to put it in your magic spot?"

and by this weekend i meant...this weekend! i'm really sorry about that
Nuri caught 'Chatters' in her hand and destroyed him, finally putting the poor skeleton to rest. It was important to not let evil sentience like that fester. Nuri regarded Lilliane. "Mmm. No such thing as consecrated ground, though it is a helpful myth. A place is only as holy as the worship that goes with in. Without people, churches are just empty boxes." She gestured around. "Thus, a skeleton problem." The paladin said. At least, this was her belief. Nuri wasn't sure how much she bought into 'holy ground' and 'holy relics', not really. Absolutely, she could appreciate the artisanship, but she doubted the Goddesses really cared about mortal trinkets. That wasn't what mattered.

The short people went ahead to scout, and, from what she heard, were immediately discovered by goblins. Or at least, they discovered each other at the same time. Now the squishier members of the group were upfront. Nuri still wasn't sure exactly what the point of his strategy was. Coins were supposed to go around the flanks, or at least report back with numbers. So far they only wanted to simply walk forward until they encounter enemies. Nuri could do that. Anyone could do that.

"Goblins." Nuri held the handle of her sword in one hand, and the blade of it in the other as she jogged quickly forward to meet the borderline sapient life-forms in combat. Goblins were more like a dangerous pest than a race of people. Though sometimes Nuri wondered if one could be raised as a pet, or even a companion. The thought was both amusing and heart warming. Unfortunately, no such peace-makings would be avaliable today, the goblins were hungry.

Nuri advanced past her teammates. They were either light or slower than she was. Casting or preparing to cast ranged water spells. Corinne began to dance in and out of their range. This meant it was Nuri's time to step up and be the frontline her teammates could operate around. All of their support would be for nought if the goblins simply swarmed them all at once.

"All right, let's dance, you little bastards." The knight approached them all, levelling her sword at the nearest goblins defensively. When one neared too close, she sliced off its arm with a swift strike. At the same time, she took a step forward, reversing her grip and forcing yet more of the goblings back. Sweeping her sword at their neck height, she intended to ward them off and attact their attention, focusing on parrying their strikes and letting hampered blows glance off her armor.


"Ghuh...huff...huff...guh...oh man..." De'kae N'nm the druid huffed and puffed up the massive stairs that lead up to Lord Ahrimar's devil fortress. The heat was really blazing down on the cold-blooded creature who was used to more temperate climes. Her reptilian fingers wrapped tightly around her staff of branches and leaves, and she pulled herself up each step with less and less enthusiasm each time. A limp had made itself more and more pronounced, her right leg weaker than her left leg.

"This is it...I...I'm done for..." De'kae fell to her booted knees. "Owly...Owly...come closer." The owl that had nested itself in her large brimmed black hat fluttered dispassionately down onto the steps infront of her.

"Tell my mother...I fucking hate her." De'kae requested. The owl gave her a look.

"What? Oh, right." De'kae reached into her satchel and produced a rubbery clear 'canteen' with a top made of vegetation. Like some kind of hollowed out, clear fruit, full of glittering water. She put it too her non-existent lips and used her long tongue to guide the water down her throat. Wiping her mouth, her big yellow eyes considered the bird before her. Cool water flowed through her body and cooled down her veins and blood.

"Owly, do you think this is a good idea?" She asked the bird. "I mean, I don't like this invasive species of humans as much as the next girl but..." She squinted up at the fortress with her dual pair of eyelids. "This place is not friendly. My bad leg is killing me. I should have asked a giant eagle for help." De'kae N'nm yawned.

She sat on the staircase, pocketing the waterplant into her satchel. "I'm just gonna take a break here for a lil bit." She crawled up a few steps, putting in just a little more effort in order to get herself under the shade of one of many spiked perimeter walls. "Just a little breakey break."

"...Just a little- Zzzznnnn...zznnn..." Her head and eyelids drooped, the lizardfolk falling fast asleep from her trek into Ahriman's kingdom and up his many steps. Snoring softly she leaned up against the wall, her branch-like staff laid across her lap. . Rolling his eyes, the owl flew back up into of her hat and began picking at his feathers with his beak.
gonna post this weekend!

edit: by this weekend i mean today or tomorrow, i have friday off so i got confused
thwip! here she is, reposted. let me know if i should change or add anything

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