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Post by вlue вlood on May 24, 2017 16:58:08 GMT -5
it's goin good man currently rewatching game of thrones & apparently it's gonna hit 23 degrees tomorrow?? possibly the apocalypse but either way i've never been more ready c8
how's it going w you? c:
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Post by ☾ Cʀᴇsᴄᴇɴᴛ ☽ on May 24, 2017 17:05:30 GMT -5
Cool! *has to go look up Celsius to Fahrenheit converter* yeah, it's been like that or hotter where I've been. It's actually quite nice!
I'm great, just working on a project for school so I may be poofy.
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Post by вlue вlood on May 24, 2017 17:14:39 GMT -5
aa it's barely been hitting like 15 (59F apparently) lately and i need some sun please :^) i like the heat so bring it onnn
glad to hear! what's your project about? c:
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Post by L’Éᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʀ on May 24, 2017 18:59:50 GMT -5
'm probably like the worst person ever bc yesterday is such a good example of my attention span play video game -> draws some Al [ very unfinished btw ] -> ends up angsting my friend to 7 am in the morning b4 going to bed LOL
Anyways, I will get on the responses soon [ or eventually knowing my ability to pay attention to things ] but like, Al is just spectating the septet to let them say their fill so it's not gonna be much fun or anything interesting bc the cool lameo(tm) [ that is a thing now, yes ] won't say anything l o l not until he thinks it is necessary, and atm? not necessary in his humble opinion
Also, I don't even know what I was on yesterday night [ decisively nothing ] but I've decided Al is now a "dad sized mess". We gotta spread the message
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Post by L’Éᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʀ on May 24, 2017 19:00:05 GMT -5
n I started reading comic books, so that's a honey trap I can't escape
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Post by вlue вlood on May 24, 2017 19:14:30 GMT -5
lmaoo now that's a message im happy to spread *u* also i wish to feast my eyes upon this Al art at ur earliest convenience please & thank u <3
imma post something of something tomorrow c8
body is tired but eyes are a w a k e kinda in the mood for playin something but i don't have anything lmao might be time to a good ole steam browsing session
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Post by L’Éᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʀ on May 24, 2017 19:26:17 GMT -5
g u d, g u d, spread the word bc Al is trademarking it. He's a dad sized mess™ Ayy, whenever I'm done I'll post here :'D
okie dokie!
LUL, MOM'S SPAGHETTI u should play all the games, games r so gr8
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Post by ☾ Cʀᴇsᴄᴇɴᴛ ☽ on May 24, 2017 20:25:41 GMT -5
Haha Dad sized mess. xD. So how are you Xia?
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Post by L’Éᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʀ on May 24, 2017 20:59:02 GMT -5
I ended up watching a mOvie. Hows u? :'D
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Post by ☾ Cʀᴇsᴄᴇɴᴛ ☽ on May 24, 2017 21:06:13 GMT -5
Ooh, what movie?
Pretty good! i just finished a huge baking project for my physics/universe project. It involved baking a ton of different sugar cookies in all different sizes and then frosting the different sizes in five different colors to mimic all of the different types of stars in the galaxy. It was pretty draining, but I'm feeling accomplished rn.
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Post by L’Éᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʀ on May 24, 2017 21:21:30 GMT -5
Cold War II, it's kinda interesting. Not the best, but not the worst. Credits song is awesome tho
Dude, that sounds awesome! How WAS BAKING!? I can't bake to save my life [ or cook ] so that's really awesome that u did that!
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Post by L’Éᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʀ on May 24, 2017 21:40:14 GMT -5
It was the instant that Kai had sat up that Will realized something he didn't want to. If it wasn't him and it wasn't Kai - who was a mess, all things considered - and it wasn't Lin then... who was it? He always considered Theadora the closest thing to family in the group though they were all good people with their hearts in the right place, but when it came time to choose a partner in crime, he would choose Theadora without a hesitation. He'd gotten her help more than once to finish some crazy heist.
But now, he didn't know. If someone had built that bomb - considering it was hard to waltz out and buy guns without the Septet knowing, it would be harder to buy a bomb - then that someone would have to be Theadora. That didn't sit well with him. It wasn't that she had to tell him everything or whatever, but he had said this was a bad idea. He had called it before it had even happened and she had went along with it and the bomb building and every terrible act in between.
When she entered, Will found his head snapping up to look her in the eye. He couldn't help it, he felt hurt! Betrayed, even. Of all the people in this room, he would cut off a hand to save them because they mattered, but Theadora was the only one he would willingly do it for. With her help on the field, stealing from even the biggest baddies became a walk in the park. He thought that made them friends. Maybe he had thought wrong.
A frown crossed his face as he shook his head, "I don't know what comes next, but I don't think it's going to be easy," he finally said, feeling older than he had ever felt in a long time. William Anderson did not feel old. And certainly he didn't stress over little things. But this? This wasn't little. This was three innocent lives from the people they had swore up and down to protect.
If they couldn't get a job done without making it messy and hurting those they promised to protect, they were playing the game with the Septet's rules. He hated those rules, that was why he was here instead of waiting tables for one of those arrogant fellows or kissing up to them. "And to be honest, there's not much we can do in response to PR," he added. "We can only lay low, like this is one of those bad jobs. You let it blow over, people in Sterling will forget it eventually. Then we can get on with our vigilante lives, being boring Clark Kent in the morning and Superman in the afternoon or whatever."
Clasping his hands together he looked at everyone in the room. "But for the love of GOD listen to me this time, I'm begging you. Please no more killing. Even if its just for a few days." He knew his words held little weight, but hey, they asked for opinions. They were going to get his at the very least.
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Post by ☾ Cʀᴇsᴄᴇɴᴛ ☽ on May 24, 2017 21:45:31 GMT -5
Cool!
And it actually went really well, most of the struggle wen tint figuring out which size should get which icing to fit in the possible life cycle of a star. xD I love to bake actually. If i could I would give you baking lessons through the internet, though I'm not sure that'd work, lol
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Post by L’Éᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʀ on May 24, 2017 21:47:29 GMT -5
'm forever crying over the fact I don't know Chinese [ I'm assuming Cantonese bc HK movie ] bc I will NEVER know the lyrics. IT's SOOO good
Dude, u must be a baking GOD. I would take ur online baking lessons if u were willing xD But dude, that sounds so cool. U should TAKE A PHOTO xD
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Post by ☾ Cʀᴇsᴄᴇɴᴛ ☽ on May 24, 2017 21:58:55 GMT -5
Actually, bro, I took pictures because its' a part of an interactive lesson we have to give where the other peeps in my class organize the cookies in the correct star life cycle. Lemme get some real fast, haha.
I'm not sure where to start, but just ask me if you have any specific questions about baking! I've pretty much mastered cookies and cakes.
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Post by ☾ Cʀᴇsᴄᴇɴᴛ ☽ on May 24, 2017 22:04:31 GMT -5
Oops, it's sideways! And ignore the stuff marinating in the background, lol.
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Post by Deleted on May 24, 2017 22:38:49 GMT -5
listen, kai is mess, but shhhh ]]
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Post by Deleted on May 24, 2017 22:43:40 GMT -5
also -- for like. extra roles, Xander is Kai's techie, Ace is his go-to medic/right hand, and Ezekiel is his guard for nic, acardia and arcadia are his twin guards, Amias is his intelligence broker and isander is in his house doctor ]]
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Post by Deleted on May 24, 2017 22:46:01 GMT -5
ALSO, it's 2000, which characters are expectedly homophobic ]]
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Post by L’Éᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʀ on May 24, 2017 22:48:49 GMT -5
Actually, bro, I took pictures because its' a part of an interactive lesson we have to give where the other peeps in my class organize the cookies in the correct star life cycle. Lemme get some real fast, haha. I'm not sure where to start, but just ask me if you have any specific questions about baking! I've pretty much mastered cookies and cakes. DUDE IT LOOKS SO NICE and wowz, that sounds like an interesting project ahahaha, I'll ask when I get materials n figure out what I want to make :'D
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Post by L’Éᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʀ on May 24, 2017 22:49:15 GMT -5
also -- for like. extra roles, Xander is Kai's techie, Ace is his go-to medic/right hand, and Ezekiel is his guard for nic, acardia and arcadia are his twin guards, Amias is his intelligence broker and isander is in his house doctor ]] Thank u my dude, I will add this soons [ I promise, 'm just tired ]
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Post by ☾ Cʀᴇsᴄᴇɴᴛ ☽ on May 24, 2017 22:54:16 GMT -5
Aw thanks! And sure, I'm here to give tips any time.
I've gotta get some sleep soon ugh. I'll get some rp replies up tomorrow.
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Post by Deleted on May 24, 2017 23:33:44 GMT -5
are any characters homophobic bc its the 2000's ]]
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Post by L’Éᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʀ on May 24, 2017 23:46:10 GMT -5
are any characters homophobic bc its the 2000's ]] none of my boys are. Al himself is pansexual n Will is bi Idk about the others tho ]
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Post by Deleted on May 24, 2017 23:55:13 GMT -5
alphonse is also high key hot 10/10 would bang, in another life kai would be on that ]]
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Post by L’Éᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʀ on May 25, 2017 0:24:47 GMT -5
alphonse is also high key hot 10/10 would bang, in another life kai would be on that ]] 'm laughing so hard, this is my fav. sentence I have ever read. Alphonse would thank u if he didn't already think that was a given xD
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Post by Deleted on May 25, 2017 0:39:58 GMT -5
( alphonse. 10/10. in another life where i am Mentally Stable and you are not 47 hmu. i got u ) ]]
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Post by вlue вlood on May 25, 2017 4:35:38 GMT -5
who wouldn't be on that in another life ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
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Post by L’Éᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʀ on May 25, 2017 4:48:11 GMT -5
l o l I'm laughing, this is it. You're all Alsexual now. You're now apart of the original group of like, three people who claimed to be ALsexual. ]
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Post by вlue вlood on May 25, 2017 13:41:31 GMT -5
Emil Reed
Reed regarded Nicandro through squinted eyes. He wasn't in the habit of engaging in false pleasantries - today was neither particularly feeling like a good day, nor was he all that glad to see the other six. Such white lies would be a waste, anyhow. Nicandro was a smart man, and it didn't even take a smart man to tell that this meeting did not feature on Emil's List of Places I'd Like to be Today. Still, if he had to say one way or the other, he supposed Nic was a more welcome face than the likes of the some of the others. When it came to Alphonse and Anastasia, he reckoned their hearts could be used as skating rinks. That said, he'd be wary to agree with Anastasia's internal estimation that he was less cutthroat; no, he wouldn't trust the guy any further than he could throw him. Perhaps that was overly cautious, even overly harsh, but worse mistakes were born by overestimation rather than underestimation.
By the time his thoughts regathered, he hadn't any idea how long he'd been lost in thought. Too long for a reply not to seem completely disjointed? His time perception was hazy. It hardly mattered - he deferred to the third choice: he just returned an awkward, courteous nod - like a shy child without a parent to spoonfeed the appropriate words.
Gods, these meetings were always dire. If it was indeed tragedy which brought them together, perhaps he would acquiesce in whatever retaliative measures the others deemed necessary. If it keeps the damned Sentinels from forcing us all into a room together again, sign me the fcck up.
"A trial?" his voice echoed vaguely, beckoning thoughtlessly to one of the servants for a glass of wine. He was sure as hell going to need something to make this conclave a thing half-worthy of staying awake for. He paused, swirling the rich liquid at eye-level in a movement that to anyone who didn't know Reed might appear to be appraising, but anyone who actually had a clue would know it was merely a fidgeting gesture by a man too easily distracted. "We are not a court of law," he added slowly, not altering his focus. Whatever the expense of the spiralling liquid, it was wasted on him; Reed's tastes gave away his undistinguished upbringing, and decades of a swelling fortune had never accustomed him to extravagance. Items like his own car were poorly used symbols at best. Mostly, his money went around in circles, back into what was secondly a business, but was foremost a lifestyle. He'd be hard pressed to tell the difference between whatever Anastasia was feeding them and whatever could be bought at your local convenience store, and couldn't care less if the grapes were plucked from a miraculous grape-yielding wild rose bush sitting along the riverside of Bordeaux or whatever such nonsense.
As for Commissioner Lewis, Reed had a good feeling how the general gist of that conversation had gone - assuming Nic was correct and Alphonse had indeed already paid that particular visit. The dynamics of that relationship were strange, in his opinion, but consistent.
"I suppose you might have the right idea, though," he sighed, at last lowering his glass slowly. "About how the public see it, that is. On the other hand, they might see it as fear - in the face of idiots and desperates, as you've put it. Everyone's already shouting 'terrorists', aren't they? 'Terrorist' and 'saviour' don't slot together too easily. The problem might have already solved itself." And hopefully it would. Why waste the resources - the brainpower and the manpower - on a non-issue?
Theadora Creswell
Thea could feel Will's eyes on her, and it took her conscious effort not to look back. And maybe she should - but she had a feeling she wouldn't actually be able to look him in the eye and stare him down when it actually came down to it. She didn't want his anger pinned on her. She was also pretty damn sure she deserved it. Her indignation was a mere sliver, and nowhere close to penetrating the overriding guilt.
In an idiotic way, it was because of their closeness that she hadn't talked to Will about any of it. She just knew it would have been too easy for him to talk her out of it, the same way he so easily convinced her to get wrapped up in whatever insane heist he came calling to her with. God, the more she thought about it, the worse it became in her head. In Will she had a friend whom she trusted entirely. Sure, she didn't have to tell him everything, but she often did. The least she could do for someone who'd cut off a hand for her, was to not kill three people for him.
Mulling over his words in quiet misery, Thea wandered to the little apartment kitchen, and poured out two glasses of water. She realised, posthaste, they could probably do with being rinsed out, but hey, if something in Sterling City was going to kill them, it wasn't going to be a bit of dust or whatever. The first, she downed, hoping the cool liquid could clear her head and waken her sleep-addled eyes. Instead, the only thing it awoke was the nausea pitted in her stomach and rising up. For a moment, she could only lean uncomfortably over the sink, holding her breath until it passed, at which point she picked up the other and handed it wordlessly, but with a look of insistence, to Kai. Dude looked like shht.
Resigned, she sat among the others in the living room, stone-faced.
"No more killing," she echoed affirmatively - no more from her, anyway, she felt sure. Her second life as a vigilante was never supposed to have a death count. There was some sort of apology stuck in her throat, one she didn't know how to voice properly. Apologies didn't really cover this magnitude of a fcckup. Rubbing her eyes, she instead added, "The- The people who... died - are we supposed to... do anything? I mean, they might have had families. Children. Do we say anything? Before everyone decides for good that we're just cold-blooded murderers..." Probably too late for that. Not to mention that the Septet could probably have them all dead by nightfall if they really put their minds to it. Thea raised her eyes to the others only briefly. She didn't really want to look at Will, Kai only looked half-alive right now, and Lin kinda scared the hell out of her half the time.
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