Aroace
#90ec86
Name Colour
Pineclaw
Pronouns: He/Him or They/Them
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Post by Pineclaw on Jun 20, 2022 9:37:23 GMT -5
(digging up some more stuff)
Julius: So I got banned from practicing magic for life because I am apparently a “liability” and “reckless” and “Julius”. Julius: That last one is just my name, but you should hear Searc's tone. (the start of pretty much any mission) Searc, to Neason: Do us a favor. I know it’s difficult for you… But please, stay here, and try not to do anything stupid. (the first time Callan does something dumb because of his personal skill) Searc: I am at a loss for words! Callan, narrating: Despite being at a loss for words, Searc yelled at me for the next ten minutes. Callan: The more you think about things, the weirder they seem. Callan: Take this milk. Why do we drink COW milk?? Estelle: ... Callan: Who was the guy who first looked at a cow and said, 'I think I'll drink whatever comes out of these things when I squeeze 'em.'? Callan: Isn't that weird? Estelle: I think conversation should be kept to a minimum until afternoon. Ciarra: Am I made of atoms? Philomel: Yes, everything is. Ciarra: Are shadows? Philomel: Ciarra: Are dreams? Callan: I hate when Searc says, “Are you even listening to me?” It’s such a random way to start a conversation… Ciarra: Did you know that when you suddenly jerk awake while falling asleep, another version of you from a different timeline just died. Rekka: That fact just messed me up. Philomel: It’s actually because your heart rate decreased so quickly that your brain jerks awake to make sure you’re still alive. Rekka: I don’t know which one is worse! Tahvo: I'm a hopeless bromantic. Rekka: Um what? Tahvo: Like, high five me in the rain, fist bump me gently when the sun sets. Rekka: Estelle won’t come out of her room! Neason: Just tell her I said something. Rekka: Like what? Neason: Anything factually incorrect. Rekka, shrugging: If you say so. Estelle, arriving moments later: Did you just say the sun is a PLANET? Searc: What are you eating? Tahvo: *hands Searc the bag* Searc: Searc: These are edibles. Tahvo: Yeah, I know they're edible. I just ate them. Neason: We should make numbers have the same amount of letters as they represent. Neason: O to tre four fihve seakes sehvinn aeighteh nahineaah teauxoehne eelehvehinn touxwellevue. Searc: How much weed have you consumed today? Neason: Touxhgwhuenneteigheh. Searc: It's three in the morning! Why are you making French toast?? Callan: It’s for Zephyr. Searc: Why are you making French toast for a wyvern at three in the morning?? Callan: He doesn’t know how. Orryn: Sure, I may not get a "healthy amount" of sleep like SOME people, but can they do THIS? Orryn: *stands up and immediately passes out* Vincent: I suppose you could say I'm a chicken magnet Grimm: Don't you mean a chick magnet--? *distant clucking sounds* Vincent: We need to leave NOW. Adora: Megumi, do you think we can play the roles of arrogant Taguel? Megumi: It will certainly require good acting skills to imbue the fundamentally humble and dispassionate Taguel character with a taint of arrogance. Nora: Yeah. Humble is the very first word that comes to mind when I think “Taguel” Tahvo: What's that? Ambrose: It's a Ferruginous Hawk. They aren't from around here, so it’s probably sick and confused. Philomel found it- Tahvo: I don't like it. Ambrose: -on the side of a road. What? Why don’t you like it? Tahvo: Hawks are assholes. Can you get rid of it? Ambrose: Not until we know what’s wrong with it! Tahvo: It’s a ferrumbidumbus hawk, that’s what’s wrong with it. Megumi: When people get a little too chummy with me, I like to call them by the wrong name to let them know I don’t really care about them. Jasmine: That’s a genius move. Megumi: Thank you. Jasmine: You’re welcome, Moriko. Jason: Luca, why are you naked? Luca: I... don’t have any clothes. Jason: Sure you do! Jason, opening the closet: You have pants, shirts, socks, hi Alastair, shoes... Jason: So how do we get past the guards? Luca: I'll just use my sexy looks, and... Agnar & Imrie: *knock the guards out* Agnar: Here we go, Luca. You can use your sexiness next time. Ambrose: Hey grandpa, a little help? Konstantin: Here you go, kid. But call me “Grandpa” again and you and I are going to play a little game called “hide the wingtip”. There may be a generational gap here, so I’ll explain. The wingtip is my shoe, the hiding place is your ass. Ambrose: Don't be so hard on him, Agnar. Agnar: I'll be as hard on him as I wanna be. Luca: That's very suggestive, but, also if- if you're offering, then I'd be happy to... you know... Agnar: Agnar: ... What.Nora: L is for the way you Look at me Elara: O is for the only One I see Luca: V is Very very extraordinary Tahvo: Egg Néo: Did you just call me a shrimp, you asshole?! I’m still growing, dammit! Hera: Megumi and Jasmine are screaming and shouting outside, don’t you think you should do something? Ambrose: You’re right, I should. Ambrose: *closes the window* Néo: Life might suck right now, but I ain't givin' up. You know what they say: "Crap a dime!" Néo: ...No, wait. (In case you don't know what he was actually trying to say, it's carpe diem
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Post by Sussuru on Jun 20, 2022 16:43:00 GMT -5
An attempt was made. Maybe some of these have already been done?
Neason: Thank you, professor, you're as wise as you are... um... old. Philomel: I'm... I'm only 50…?
Bookie: For this fight, we have a newcomer! A newcomer, who’s named… Grimm: [aside to the party] Should I have a fancy name? Vincent: Yes, you should have a fancy fighting name. Silke: [whispers] Grimm the Destroyer! Grimm: PHILIP.
Bandit: [snarling] Oh, you don’t want to do that, girl. Jasmine: WELL I HAVE AN INTELLIGENCE OF SIX, WATCH THIS!
Searc: I was all kinds of ****** up a couple of weeks ago. Julius: Well... you are all kinds of ****** up all the time... Julius: We all are. And that's why we're together. Neason: I walk by, eating chicken and wearing no pants.
Luca: I see you don’t have a life guard here at your beach! Alastair: … I’m not at the beach, this is a bathtub-
Konstantin: How many kids do you have?
Philomel: Biologically, emotionally, or legally?
Hera: Violence isn't the answer.
Jasmine: You’re right. Hera: [sighs in relief] Jasmine: Violence is the question. Hera: What? Jasmine, bolting away: And the answer is yes. Hera, running after her: NO-
Villager: Well, aren’t you all a rag-tag group of adventurers with unclear goals and good hearts! Oh, let me guess: you’re out to save the world! Agnar: Well, actually, that sounds like a pretty fair assessment. Luca: More or less, I guess... Pierce: That sounds awesome! Let’s do that! Larissa: I’m new here, but I am open to the concept. Fion: I thought that’s what we were doing, guys, come on!
Orryn: Everyone, calm down. She’s lying. She doesn’t have any poison. Keres: No, I don’t have any on me. But I do keep some in my fridge at home in the relish jar. Nora: There’s poison in that jar? I thought I was just allergic to pickles. Vincent: What’s in the jar with the skull and crossbones? Keres: Oh, that’s mayonnaise. It’s a decoy. Alastair: And the mayo jar? Keres: That’s shampoo. Silke: You’re telling me I’ve been putting shampoo on my sandwiches? Keres: If you’re using the mayonnaise, yeah, probably.
Philomel: You are responsible for your own happiness. Searc: Good god, that’s depressing.
Tahvo: Why’s everyone keep talking about Feb 14th? What’s going on? Silke: PVP special event.
[Golden Deer Group Chat] Neason: I'm tired of you fake ratatouille fans thinking the rat’s name is ratatouille. Ciarra: Please i only said that once. Searc: What the **** its 3am **** off. Julius: Neason valid as always. Rekka: WhAT DO YOU MEAN HIS NAME IS NOT RATATOUILLE? [Rekka has been removed from the group chat] Neason: I've had it.
Agnar: I googled “why do cats run around and meow at night” and one of the results was “simple zest for life”. Fion: It's true. Agnar: Could you get your zesting on at a more reasonable hour though? Fion: Zest has no curfew.
Elara: Describe... your ideal cat. Alastair: Baby……………. has paws…………... Alastair: S...sofd……….
Fion & Alastair: [Sneaks into the dorm wearing a huge coat] Imrie: What's with the coat? coat: [Meows] Both: Drugs.
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Asexual
#cfffe5
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Ember34
Golden Deer Leader
uni slowly killing me, i just want to rp and play games
Pronouns: She/Her, They/Them
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Post by Ember34 on Jun 20, 2022 17:03:09 GMT -5
I see the cat dad's working together
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Aroace
#90ec86
Name Colour
Pineclaw
Pronouns: He/Him or They/Them
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Post by Pineclaw on Jun 21, 2022 7:51:09 GMT -5
Neason, after winning a fight: It’s like we just cleared a video game on easy. Philomel: Real combat is NOT like a video game. Rekka, in the background: Hey! Coins! Rekka: [sleepover voice] Are you awake? Callan: [sleepover reply voice] Yeah. Estelle: [regrettable sleepover invitee voice] You guys, SHH! Tahvo: [confused sleepover voice] What is the meaning of life? Searc: [annoyed sleepover voice] Dude, shut up. Neason: [sleepover host voice] You guys be quiet, my father's gonna hear us! Akakios: [unknown voice] You kids wanna buy some drugs? Philomel: What’s your biggest fear? Estelle: That I’ll never be good enough for anyone. Callan: Everyone hates me and talks about me behind my back. Rekka: Zombies. Estelle: ... Callan: ... Rekka: BUT they can open doors. Neason: It's a perfectly good plan! Searc: No. No, it isn't. Neason: You don't get to just say no. Searc: This plan involves me! I can say no! No. Neason: Searc– Searc: Let me introduce you to my good friend, No. Neason: Maybe we can compromise? Searc: No. Neason: SEARC. Searc: "No" is a magical word. Here's how it goes: you say, "Searc, we have this insane, suicidal plan. Would you like to help us carry it out?" And I say, "Why, NO."
Neason: Difficult-looking books on commanding a battalion stand in a formidable row. They mock me. I tried reading one and it made my head hurt. When I closed it, it slipped out of my hand. Then my foot hurt too.
Ciarra: Good news, everyone! I taught Rekka how to curse. Rekka: What the damn? Callan: Uhh Rekka: I am so helling hungry. Ciarra, proudly: Just like I taught him. Rekka: Abso-sucking-lutely.
Philomel: Anyone else feel good when their brain releases a bunch of endorphins? Searc: Can't relate. Neason: Why would my brain release a bunch of dolphins?
Rekka: I have total faith in you! Rekka, whispering to himself: There’s like a 60% chance he’ll die. Callan: Hey I can hear you. I’m just going grocery shopping!
Estelle: And how many pieces of cake have you had today? Rekka: None. Estelle: … Rekka: Okay, five… or more… Baker’s dozen at most. Estelle: Do you even know how many are in a baker’s dozen? Rekka: By my count? Rekka: Forty-eight.
Neason: Just so everyone knows, don't ever try to climb a tree at night carrying a strobe light, owls DON'T like it. Searc: ...what happened? Neason: I made a VERY bad mistake.
Philomel: This tea is nothing more than hot leaf juice! Searc: Professor, that's what all tea is. Philomel: How can one of my own students say something so horrible?!
Searc: Hi, do you take walk-ins? The morgue: What?
Searc: It's been an awful, terrible, no-good week. Searc: But hearing Rekka and Callan convince Estelle last night that J.R.R. Tolkien's real name was "Jolkien Rolkien Rolkien Tolkien" was absolutely priceless.
Estelle: Aww, you poor thing! Rekka: Don't bring my financial status into this.
Callan: I tried to teach Estelle some modern slang. Estelle: *throws Neason across the training grounds with her magic* Estelle, turning to Callan: Yeet? Callan: I've never regretted anything more in my entire life. Akakios: Ah, splitting up, eh? Well, that will only affect the order in which I kill each of you. What have I heard you surface dwellers say? Ah yes, eenie, meenie, miney, moo. Rekka: It's MOE, you jerk. Moe, not moo.
Ciarra: I don’t get why we need driver’s training. Driving is like Mario Kart, except slower and you can’t throw blue shells at people. Estelle: Please never drive.
Philomel: Alright, your partner just texted you "I want a baby." What are your responses? Adora: I want new heelies. Agnar: We're gay. Grimm: Give me a week. What color? Jason: Oh, just to hang out with? Searc: No. Rekka: M...mine? Julius: They're usually just chilling in carts outside the grocery stores. How fast can you run? Philomel: Philomel: Stop.
Vincent, attempting to cook: I have to restart my potatoes.
Alastair, drunk: If cats knew what sin was, they wouldn't even care. Fion, equally drunk: I don't care either, screw trigonometry.
Alastair: What would you say if I came home one day with six kittens? Luca: What's in the box? Alastair: ... Luca: Alastair, what's in the box? Alastair: I think you know.
(Why Luca should never meet Alastair's family. Or anyone's parents for that matter.) Albion: So what are your interests, boy? Luca: Your son in my room. Albion, taken aback: Pardon? Luca: The sun and the moon. Astrology.
Jason: So it’s okay if I swear? Agnar: Yep. Totally fine. Jason: D- Agnar: Go on.. Jason: I can’t. I can’t do this.
Kidnapper: We have one of your students. Pay us and you will get him back. Konstantin: Which student? Kidnapper, while Luca is staring at him intensely: T-the super charming one. Konstantin: He made you say that, right? Kidnapper, on the verge of crying: Just come and take him back. Please.
Megumi: Jasmine said I’d “rue the day.” Néo: What does “rue” mean? Megumi: No one knows! Ambrose: I got it! “Roux: a mixture of fat and flour used in sauces and soups”. Néo: Jasmine called you a fat flower?
Megumi: You have friends and I envy that. Rieka: You're welcome to share my friends. Megumi: *looks at Ciarra and Jasmine* Megumi: I don't want those.
Jasmine: Did you hear that!? Megumi just threatened to destroy my lego AT-AT! Ciarra: ...You just threatened to kill her in her sleep.
Megumi: I have issues. Yutaka: Finally, you admit it! The first step to redemption is accept- Megumi: With you.
(For context: due to his experience with trading and selling Agnar decides to help out Yutaka. Oh, and Megumi has bullied the poor Kitsune for a while now. And for some reason Yutaka is selling food now.) Agnar: Welcome to ****ing Applebees, do you want apples or bees? Megumi: Bees? Agnar: SHE HAS SELECTED THE BEES! Megumi: Wait- *Yutaka approaches, shaking a jar of bees menacingly*
Rieka: Pardon the intrusion, but- Ambrose: On this moment or just my life in general?
Jasmine: Oh, bite me, Megumi. Megumi: Ciarra: Ciarra: You sure that's the comeback you wanna go with?
Ambrose: Am I the raddest, baddest knight you ever met? Jasmine: You were until you said that.
Julius: For some reason Jason thinks I know a lot about flowers so whenever he asks me what the name of a flower is I give him the name of a rapper. Jason: *standing in the school's yard* Look! These ludacrises are growing so nicely! *cue Philomel's screaming*
*Everyone is standing around the broken coffee maker* Konstantin: So. Who broke it? I'm not mad, I just wanna know. Everyone: Callan: ...I did. I broke it. Konstantin: No. No you didn't. Grimm? Grimm: Don't look at me. Look at Searc. Searc: What?! I didn't break it. Grimm: Huh, that's weird. How'd you even know it was broken? Searc: Because it's sitting right in front of us and it's broken. Grimm: Suspicious. Searc: No, it's not! Luca: If it matters, probably not, but Nora was the last one to use it. Nora: Liar! I don't even drink that crap! Luca: Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier? Nora: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Luca! Callan: Okay let's not fight. I broke it. Let me pay for it, Professor. Konstantin: No! Who broke it!? Everyone: Jasmine: Konstantin, Megumi's been awfully quiet. Megumi: rEALLY?! *Everyone starts arguing* Konstantin, being interviewed: I broke it. I burned my hand so I punched it. Konstantin: I predict 10 minutes from now they'll be at each other's throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick. Konstantin: Konstantin: Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.
Julius: You lying, cheating, piece of shit! Grimm: Oh yeah? You’re the idiot who thinks you can get away with everything you do. WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD Julius: I’m leaving you, and I’M TAKING REKKA WITH ME Pierce, picking up the monopoly board: I think we’re gonna stop playing now.
Pierce: Can I be frank with you guys? Grimm: Sure, but I don’t see how changing your name is gonna help. Rekka: Can I still be Rekka? Julius: Shh, let Frank speak.
Jason: What’s the expression? Fool me once, shame on me. Fool me twice...fiddle-dee-dee. Keres: Fool me once, and I’ll be fooled for a day. Teach me how to fool people and I’ll be fooled for the rest of my life. Akakios: Fool me once, fool me twice, fool me chicken soup with rice. Schuyler: I do believe that’s the expression.
Akakios: And when the Promised Day comes, the souls of everyone in the city will be crushed into red dust! Akakios: Or rust. Wait, red dust, rust—is that where that word comes from? Akakios: I'm gonna go look up the entomology. Ciarra: Is this guy for real? Akakios: Yeah, I looked it up and it turns out that entomology is the study of insects.
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Aroace
#90ec86
Name Colour
Pineclaw
Pronouns: He/Him or They/Them
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Post by Pineclaw on Jun 21, 2022 9:37:43 GMT -5
Listing my ocs' sexualities again so I won't get them mixed up:
Nora, Agnar, Néo - Gay Vincent, Larissa - Bi Callan - Demi/Pan Julius - Demi/Bi Akakios - Panromantic Asexual Tahvo - AroAce Konstantin, Jasmine - Straight
Also, how I think the kids will typically react to Luca's flirting:
Jasmine would throw the nearest object at him. Néo would get both annoyed and flustered and he'd tell him to piss off. Julius would totally play along. Akakios, on the other hand, absolutely hates it. Callan would be awkward around him and never know how to respond. If it gets really bad he'll be a stammering mess. Tahvo would try to laugh it off but internally he'd be screaming, hoping that it's just a joke. Larissa would also play along and flirt back. Or playfully insult him. Agnar would just chuckle and roll his eyes. Sometimes he'll jokingly flirt back or playfully insult him. Vincent would try to excuse himself, not wanting to deal with this shit. Nora would constantly joke about how she'd totally be into him if he was a girl. She'll also jokingly suggest teaching him how to talk to girls.
I think Spark and Ember have listed their ocs' reactions somewhere too. Feel free to do the same for your characters too, Sussuru xD
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Post by Sussuru on Jun 21, 2022 10:55:14 GMT -5
Might as well list mine too since we got this shiny new page c:
Fion - Gay Estelle, Rieka, Philomel - Straight Adora - Bi, preference towards women Keres - Demi/Bi Grimm - Bi
Reactions to Luca:
Fion - flustered, would segue the conversation in a different direction or just leave. Estelle - depending on his level of subtly, she'd either be oblivious to or flattered by his attention. Rieka - would firmly tell him to back off. Adora - flirts back and tries to fluster him. Keres - ignores him. Grimm - might play along, would definitely be amused.
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Asexual
#cfffe5
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Name Colour, Custom Stars
Ember34
Golden Deer Leader
uni slowly killing me, i just want to rp and play games
Pronouns: She/Her, They/Them
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Post by Ember34 on Jun 21, 2022 11:26:15 GMT -5
Romantics of the characters Demiromantic: Searc, Jason, Imrie Panromantic: Orryn, Neason, Alastair Biromantic; Elara, Yutaka, Ambrose Heteromantic: Pierce, Questioning: Ciarra, Schuyler Sexualities Demisexual: Searc, Imrie and Elara Pansexual: Neason and Ambrose Heterosexual: Pierce Bisexual: Alastair, Jason, Yutaka Asexual: Orryn Questioning: Ciarra and Schuyler Lucas flirting Searc and Imrie both would attack him if he flirted with them Neason would probably flirt back Alastair would get flustered, but would flirt back when he has the confidence to Ciarra would just laugh them off Pierce would ignore them and constantly tell him to stop Elara would be terrified of Luca Jason of course, does not realize he's being flirted with
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Asexual
#cfffe5
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Name Colour, Custom Stars
Ember34
Golden Deer Leader
uni slowly killing me, i just want to rp and play games
Pronouns: She/Her, They/Them
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Post by Ember34 on Jun 21, 2022 11:35:38 GMT -5
Remembering when we did among us quotes My characters minus Yutaka he didnt exist when we did them, in among us as imposters
Searc: is scarily good at not getting caught and ends up winning Neason: outs himself in the first 5 seconds Ciarra: gets caught making her first kill Imrie: uses a strategy but ends up getting ejected half way through Pierce: gets people when alone then vents to another part and sabotages something to get people away from that area till he can kill again Jason: doesn't even realize he's the imposter till he accidentally kills someone Alastair: fakes being a crew mate the whole game Elara: calls an emergency meeting right away and says it's her to get voted out Orryn: doesn't kill anyone just sabotages and let's the other imposter kill Ambrose: acts like a corrupted cop, ie kills/self reports then starts playing detective, doesn't get voted out till someone saw him kill Schuyler: manages to win but deals with the ghosts following him around
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Aroace
#90ec86
Name Colour
Pineclaw
Pronouns: He/Him or They/Them
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Post by Pineclaw on Jun 21, 2022 13:11:24 GMT -5
Haha, yeah. Found 'em! Warning: Our spies acting dumber and more incompetent than they really are!
Pierce: we watched you kill red Akakios: no i killed pink
Agnar: The impostor is pretty good Jason: Thx
Keres: i saw brown kill so i hid in a vent until he went away
Rieka: How do u fix wiring in admin Fion: just fix it Rieka: Oh great thanks
Adora: why are they accusing green!? Schuyler: idk Ambrose: yes why Adora: how are they so stupid Schuyler: Stfu dead ghosts
Jasmine: sus Megumi: did u see me vent or kill? Megumi: no Megumi: so whats ur evidence? Jasmine: sus
Searc: outside admin Silke: I can't finish tasks like this Searc: oh im really sorry ppl are dying black
Julius: can yall hear me when im dead Neason: No
Callan: what happened Rekka: no 1 die? Tahvo: no im just miss you guys
Luca: Before anyone accuses me, anyone wanna admit they have a crush on me? *everyone votes Luca out*
*another body was found* Rieka: where? Fion: Where ? Imrie: where Konstantin: on the floor
Luca: sorry for doubting you purple can we kiss Agnar: **** no
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Asexual
#cfffe5
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Name Colour, Custom Stars
Ember34
Golden Deer Leader
uni slowly killing me, i just want to rp and play games
Pronouns: She/Her, They/Them
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Post by Ember34 on Jun 21, 2022 16:24:32 GMT -5
Did I ever share the fic I wrote for my creative writing class???
I say fic like it isn't a 5.5k short story
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Aroace
#90ec86
Name Colour
Pineclaw
Pronouns: He/Him or They/Them
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Post by Pineclaw on Jun 21, 2022 16:30:01 GMT -5
No, you haven't ^^ But you've mentioned it before and posted a short bit of it. Never the whole thing though so I'd say go ahead!
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Asexual
#cfffe5
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Name Colour, Custom Stars
Ember34
Golden Deer Leader
uni slowly killing me, i just want to rp and play games
Pronouns: She/Her, They/Them
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Post by Ember34 on Jun 21, 2022 16:34:31 GMT -5
Bet small note, since I didn't want to use anyone's characters without permission, minus small appearance of Julius, so most of the Deer are not named, only mentioned as students, and philomel is just the professor
I'm drop it
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Asexual
#cfffe5
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Name Colour, Custom Stars
Ember34
Golden Deer Leader
uni slowly killing me, i just want to rp and play games
Pronouns: She/Her, They/Them
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Post by Ember34 on Jun 21, 2022 17:00:43 GMT -5
Tw: child abuse, blood, death Some parts are common knowledge for us, but I had to put in for classmates not knowing what I was talkingabout, the uncultured peeps that they were. My professor fornthe class did though, and he even played the other games, so me and him often talked about fire emblem was rad I titled the work "Useless" and then did stylistic choice to bold everything I used said word Great Tree Moon(April) “Searc,” a voice yelled running through the glamored halls, with walls adorning works of art. As Neason was running through the halls of the Cheirth manor, his brown hair was getting pulled back from the wind. CRACK! He froze into place when he heard the sharp noise followed by a thud, it was not a natural sound that was often in the manor. He swallowed as he slowly approached the room where it came from. Poking his head in his face paled. His twin was on the ground, pushing himself up, blood running down his face. Their father, Desai, stood with a broken training lance in his hand. He gripped the door tightly, wanting to run in and help his brother, but he was scared, he had never actually seen what his brother went through first hand. “You can’t block a simple strike,” he snapped out slamming the wooden staff onto his son’s back knocking the small boy back down. “What kind of fighter are you if you can’t even do that? I should have killed you when you were born.” He swung the broken staff back down once again, knocking his young son to the ground. The eight year old on the receiving end of all this held his tongue, not wanting to engage his father. It only ever made things worse when he did. His brown hair casted over his eye, but with the blood it caused the hair to stick to his skin uncomfortably. Just as he managed to at least get to his knees, a rough kick struck his side knocking him on to the opposite one as he coughed, trying to gasp for air. “Dad,” a voice said nervously, causing the two in the room to look over. Neason tucked behind the door a bit, his hands shaking as he held on to the dark wood. As if a switch suddenly went off in their father’s head, a smile adorned his face. Walking over he picked Neason up. “Hey there, Neason,” he greeted calmly. “Did you finish your training with Yartike?” Neason nodded, though it was a lie. He hated training and practicing, he hated it all because it kept him away from his brother. It was also boring, and he just wanted to go out and have fun with Searc. But the training the parents put them both through, constantly making sure they were never able to interact much. So Neason did practically anything he could think of to get out of it. Currently what he did was use the spell rescue, and ‘rescued’ his teacher by putting her in a tree. He didn’t know if she managed to get down yet or not,but he figured he would cross that bridge when he got to it. If he was lucky, she would quit, and he would have time to himself, while his parents found a new teacher for him. Desai set Neason back down. “Good, you need to be a great leader when you take over,” he ruffled his son’s hair and left the room. Not sparing a glance to the bloodied son he left behind. “Searc don’t be useless next time.” Neason immediately ran over when it was safe to his brother’s side. “Sea-” a shove sent him falling backwards. Neason gave a hurt look, as his brother fixed a sharp glare at him before the older boy picked himself up and managed to get out of the room. Neason got up and followed suit, catching up to the other. He first tried poking his brother or even just tried to grab for his shirt, to just be ignored by his brother. Neasoon pouted a bit, pausing in his steps, before an idea popped into his head. “Come on Searc I want to play,” he said, grabbing onto his brother’s arm. Searc swept him another glare as he tried to get his arm free, only to wince from the wounds reopening. Neason used this to his advantage and managed to drag him to his room. In the corner sat the family relic, a bow called Yartike. The beginnings of a cobweb connecting it to a wall from the boy’s neglect of training with it. He sat on the floor patting the ground for his brother to do the same. Searc heaved a sigh and settled down on the floor of the bedroom.. Neason pushed the other’s shirt up as he maneuvered behind him, observing the wound on Searc’s back. He darted off as he dug through his belongings before finding the needed supplies as he walked back to patch his brother up, which in this case meant just putting bandages on it. When he was finished he flashed a bright grin to Searc, tackling him in another hug. “Thank you,” Searc murmured brushing the hair out of his face, his heterochromia eyes,a green and an amber, held gratitude in them, even if his bloodied face didn’t reflect that emotion. He allowed for the hair to fall back over his green eye. It had become a habit, instilled into him by their parents. With claims his mismatching eyes meant he was cursed, that it was the reason he was crestless, that he was some kind of demon. So the young boy hid his green eye constantly. Because then at least his other eye would match with Neason’s amber eyes, that were currently gleaming with joy. “Now will you play with me?” “I owe you so fine,” Searc said, the faintest traces of a smile showing on his face as he followed his brother to the closet. Taking out clothes, they changed into them before sneaking out the window. The clothes they wore would most certainly get them in trouble with their parents, they were not the clothes that two sons of a respected noble should be wearing. They were simple brown pants with a white shirt, with Searc wearing a small back vest with his. They were clothes that didn’t draw attention, didn’t say hey this person is important or that they were noble children. The further they got away from the manor, the more relaxed the two were able to feel. Able to be free from their burdens for a bit, free from the pressure that came from noble life. As they got into town, Neason grabbed at his brother’s wrist. Tugging for them to go faster, so they could get into the town. For those residing in his family's territory, Neason was thankful that not many knew what the children of the lord looked like. It made it far easier to pose as commoner kids. “Look its Julius,” he exclaimed and ran off. With Searc having no choice but to trail behind him, offering some apologies to the people Neason ran into. When he got to his brother and their friend, Julius, the two idiots he was in charge of ran off after Neason pushed him saying he was it. Searc sighed as he ignored the throbbing pain in his back and chased after the two. Neason was already excitedly talking to Julius about his grand plan to rob some food stall. Searc stared at the two of them, until they noticed him. “You in, Searc! Nice,” Julius said and dashed off. Neason beamed at his brother. He ignored the sour expression on Searc’s face, he was always like that when it came to his master plans. “Don’t worry it won’t be as chaotic as my other plans! This is one of my low key, go with the flow kinda ones,” he said, and dashed off. He hadn’t bothered to look, he knew Searc would follow. Even if he couldn’t count on his parents, the servants, or any of the knights under his father’s command. He knew that one person that would always be someone he knew he could rely on, no matter what, no matter what stupid plan he had, or how he acted, that Searc would be there by his side. They were twins after all, and Neason liked to believe in the idea that twins held the strongest bonds out of any kind of sibling. He knew one day, he would have to put all these kinds of things behind him, that he needed to grow up and act like the proper Cherith head, that would be required of him. That one day, he would never see Searc again, that either his brother would be sent away to marry someone or sent away as a whole. He didn’t want to think of a life where he wouldn’t have his brother to count on to help him. Neason shook his head, to clear the thoughts, he didn’t want to think of them, he didn’t want them to become a reality for him. For now he had his brother by his side, he would enjoy whatever time he had with him. After all they were both eight, it wasn't like they would be turning adults tomorrow, let alone for a long time. Neason stopped in his tracks to look back at his twin, a smile forming on his face. “Searc, I love you.” Guardian Moon(January)-Present Day Neason drew back on the bow and set off an arrow. The Golden Deer house kept getting pushed back by the invading Sreng army. A miscommunication between Fodlan and the neighboring country has caused for tensions to rise even more then they already had been over the past few moons, and as a result a battle was occurring at the border, and Garreg Mach sent the Golden Deer house with the Knights of Serios, since Sreng bordered their home nation of Leicester Alliance, of the Fodlan country. Neason hated that he had run in on his own, he really should have stayed to listen to the plan. He could hear shouting, glancing over, he froze seeing Julius, completely surrounded. His feet felt rooted to the spot, he could try shot at them, he would never make it in time if he tried to run. His face paled when he saw Julius starting to cast a spell. Panic ran through him when he saw it was dark magic. “He can’t do that,” he murmured quietly to himself, he knew his friend struggled with dark magic. He tried to get his feet to move, but they wouldn’t, they felt rooted to the spot as time seemed to just . Words caught in his throat, when he saw Searc rushing into the fight, in an attempt to help Julius get out. The spell went off and a scream caught in Neason’s throat. He soon managed to finally get his feet to move and he was running, ignoring one of the generals for the knights yelling to take after the remaining enemy soldiers that were choosing to retreat, thrown off by the spell. He couldn’t see Julius anywhere, he didn’t know where he could be after that blast. He shook out his head trying to keep his thoughts from getting too wild. He spotted a body, and hope flared through his chest, but it was soon crushed, it was Searc's, a pool of blood already collecting around him in the grass. “S….Searc,” his voice cracked as he was at his brother’s side in the matter of seconds. Trying to get pressure on wounds, but was unable to stop the bleeding as much as he would like, due to having to switch around from the various wounds. “Searc...this..this isn’t funny! Please! Please say something!” Tears were streaming down his face. “Please...please don’t leave me…” Neason clung desperately to his brother, not even letting go when his professor was there trying to treat the injuries as best as he could at the moment. Neason soon had to just get pulled away by his other classmates, a desperate scream escaping his throat. All he could do was watch the professor take the body and rush off to the tents set up a few feet away from where the battlefield resided. Guilt swarming in his stomach, why did this happen? What could he have done better? Fear burned through him as tears continued to slide down his face, this was all his fault. Pegasus Moon(February)-Present Day Searc woke up with a start, pain flooding through his whole body, his head emitting sharp headaches as he tried to sit up, almost causing him to just lie back down. Searc tripped, his legs giving out on him when he attempted to get out of the bed, knocking him to the floor, partially tangled in the white sheets of the infirmary bed, his memory was slowly coming back from last month’s mission. Which did not help in the slightest with the pain he was dealing with. He knew he should be resting, as it was something his professor and his classmates, even those from the two other houses insisted on. So what if he had nearly died during the last mission? His parents never cared when he got hurt back home, hell they often were the ones inflicting it on him. So why should people be caring here? The seventeen year old huffed a bit, the bandaging around his ribs was too tight for his comfort, granted most of the bandaging was too tight for his liking. He shook out his head, as he pushed himself up slowly using his surroundings to aid in standing. He had heard a rumor of Neason being missing, and he needed to make sure his brother was okay. Neason was probably blaming himself for what happened, and he needed to let his brother know he didn’t blame him, that it wasn’t his fault. He knew Julius had died, he had seen it before he passed out. As he got to the second floor through the reception hall. His footsteps echoing off the floors throughout the empty room. The monastery was always quiet this late, the knights having finished the patrols, others tucked away in their dorms. No students were out and about due to the night time rule that forbid them from being out at night, granted the rule was one a lot of the students broke. Searc himself has been guilty of it so he could get more training in. Searc got to the dorms, quietly going up the steps starting to lean against the stone wall for support as his body was close to giving out on him from all his movement. When he finally managed to get to his brother’s room, he collapsed inside, closing the door in the process. He looked up to find the room empty. And noticing that the bow that had been sitting in the corner since they arrived at the Officer’s Academy was gone, he had a sinking feeling, Neason had no plans on returning this time. He gripped his hands into fists, he was still useless. The Officer’s Academy had been at the monastery for many years, students that attended got split into one of the three houses, based on where they were from, students from the Leicester Alliance Nation got put in Golden Deer, students from the Holy Kingdom of Faerghus got placed in the Blue Lions, and students from the Adrestian Empire got placed in the Black Eagles. The students got taught about battle strategies, magic and wielding weapons from swords to lances to gauntlets. Students also got the opportunity to do missions, at the church’s discretion and get experience with fighting. It was an arrangement that had been made, nobles and commoners got to send their kids somewhere to get an education and the church had extra hands around to take care of any threats that come up. Searc managed to push against the ground and at least lay on the bed in his brother’s dorm. The second he did so, he could feel just how exhausted he actually was from the mission and from his injuries. Despite how hard he tried not to, he ended up blacking out, as sleep won over his tired body. A small smile formed on his face, as he slipped further into his sleep, something he had neglected to do for weeks now. Searc woke up, to the afternoon sun shining into the room, through the window. He winced as he sat up, his body still ached and part of him was already debating on just lying back down. But he managed to get the willpower to push himself off of the bed. He gazed around, as last night slowly collected itself in his mind. Right…He thought he had come looking for Neason, but he’s- he quickly had to shake out his head. “No he has to be somewhere around Garreg Mach,” he said to himself. “He always hides when others get hurt during missions, that has to be the case now. “ Even though he could last night, he didn’t want to accept it right now. He needed to think logically instead of jumping to conclusions. As he forced his way out of the bed, having grown accustomed to the aches in his body, he was able to ignore the pained protests of just wanting to sleep, and headed off for the door. Leaving the room he went down the hall for his own dorm, quickly changing into fresher clothes and dumping the old ones on the floor. He would clean them later right now he had more important matters. As he walked past the rest of the dorms, the rest of the students were gone, probably still in class or out enjoying free time. Which he didn’t mind, they would probably treat him as some delicate object, which was not needed. He just wanted to be left alone, and to find Neason, but so far it seemed that was not going to happen. He slumped against a wall, to take pressure off his right leg, glaring at the limb for being useless. He shook it a bit to wave off some of the soreness before forcing weight back on to it. He got down to the commoner dorms, the only living wings present were the monastery cats. Gonerilon, a calico, the name he had learned from Alastair, though he felt it was just what the Black Eagles student called the creature and wasn’t it’s actual name, rubbed up against his legs looking for either some food or attention. Searc gave it a few scratches before leaving the cat. He never spent a lot of time around animals, as he was always training, which didn't mean he hated them though. He didn’t feel a need to be close with them is all. “Searc!?! You’re alive,” a female’s voice yelled out in surprise. He turned to see Ciarra, her silver hair was messy, no longer in the braid she was adamant about keeping it in. “Only on the outside,” he commented, rolling his eyes. He turned to head off but felt a tug on his arm. Biting back a wince, as pain shot through the limb. “Shouldn’t you be resting? Or did the Professor clear you?” What’s with all of the questions? Can’t you just go away. Searc thought to himself. Now he didn’t have anything against the girl, he just wasn’t the sociable type, that was Neason. “Yea I got cleared.” With that lie he quickly tried to walk off again only to be stopped by her yet again. “How are you doing though? With everything that happened I’m sure you are-” “I’m doing fine now leave me alone,” Searc snapped at her. Can’t she take a hint. He took off as best as he could, thankful that his classmate gave up on trying to talk. As he worked his way around the monastery, looking for Neason. He checked the usual places Neason usually hid, up by the sauna, behind the greenhouse, even around the chapel, but he couldn’t locate Neason. Do I dare write to our parents? He thought to himself, but dismissed it, despite how dire it was that Neason got found, he was not ready to deal with the drama that would stem from telling his parents that the oh so beloved heir was missing. He sighed and settled on the ground, relieved to be taking a break, as the throbbing pain slowly began to die down. He rested his head back against the stone wall, watching the sky, dark clouds were slowly rolling in, and he prayed that it wouldn’t be anything too severe. He would need to look in the forest around the monastery and if it did rain it would wash away any tracks or signs of his brother. He sent a silent curse to the Goddess when he felt a raindrop hit his face, soon followed by a second and soon a third. Soon it was a downpour, causing his already limited visibility, due to the hair that hung over his eye, to get worse, barely able to make out the end of the bridge that went from the chapel to the rest of Garreg Mach. He forced his way up, a small shiver ran through his body, not exactly dressed for being in the cold weather. “Searc!?What are you doing out,” a voice called out through the rain. Searc glared, as the Black Eagles Professor, Orryn, was walking his way over. A book was over the green haired man’s head, in a feeble attempt to stay dry. Now if Searc had to pick someone he hated at the monastery, he might have to choose the man in front of him. He always looked like he had one foot in the grave from how little he slept. People like that made Searc just wish that someone would step in and tell them off for their bad habits, was it being hypocritical? Most likely, but he didn’t care, especially not right now when he had things to do, and entertaining this man was not among those things.. He sighed, as the professor was half rambling about how bad it was that he was outside, how he was supposed to be recovering, blah blah, same spiel he had heard in the past when he wasn’t recovering. “Come on,” the professor said, pushing Searc along, keeping a grip on his shoulder. “You’re going back to the infirmary.” Searc would normally push off the arm, but this was a professor, so he had no choice but to listen, this time around. Sides not like being in the rain would do him any good anyways. When they got back to the infirmary, Searc could see his professor inside, and from the smell, the man was making tea. He looked over and blinked in surprise at the two rain soaked men at the door of the infirmary that also doubled as his office. “Searc….,” he sighed and walked over. Searc shifted under his gaze, he was supposed to be resting, yes he knew. But he just couldn’t do it. He didn’t exactly know how to. The Golden Deer professor, sighed and poured the tea he was making into three cups. “Feel free to come and join, then you both are getting rest,” he said, though most of his glare was shot towards Orryn. “Oh look at the time,” Orryn stammered, and bolted the way he came, a few of the wet pages from the book he had with him fluttering out of its binding. Next Day Searc coughed, as he sat up in the infirmary bed. As expected, being out in the rain for a short time had to give him a cold, as if the Goddess hadn’t done enough by giving him injuries and letting Neason run off to who knows where. What was worse, the rain probably washed away any footprints that could have helped him. He punched the nightstand, with a slight wince at the sharp pain that shot through his arm. He shook out the useless limb before standing up. A burst of coughs raked through his body, causing a small growl to come out from his throat. He hated being sick almost as much as he hated being injured. It made him feel like he was not living up to what he was supposed to be, that all his time training was for nothing. He didn’t spend every waking moment since he was old enough to hold a sword, to just lie in a bed. He left the infirmary, most likely against whatever god forsaken orders his professor would give. He had important things to do, if he couldn’t get out to look for Neason, at the very least he could train through this situation. “S-searc,” a voice stammered. Searc glared at the figure it belonged to, a Blue Lions student, Jason. Now if he had to say he hated a student if he couldn’t pick a professor, Jason would probably be it. Something about the kid ticked him off, maybe it was the kid’s over reliance on magic or his inability to be a decent sparring partner. He would make sure he wasn’t useless next time he needed to fight, the next time, he would make sure he kills his opponent before they get a strike on him. It had always been how he was trained back home, he was trained to kill, he was meant to be a bodyguard after all. Searc walked into the training grounds, but halfway choose to instead head to the classroom, by now the mission for the month would be out. He would need to know what he would be dealing with if he was going to be training to better himself. He peeked in to see his class gathered around a table, as their professor explained the mission for the day. He knew each one of their names, Ciarra had glanced briefly to the door. “Searc come join us,” she said waving her hand over to him. Searc jumped back a bit, the glare the professor was shooting him shot shivers down his spine, and cause his throat to tighten out of reflex. He was expecting the man to come over and strike him but instead, the professor walked over to him. “How’s your fever,” he asked, placing a hand to Searc’s forehead, not phased by the boy’s flinch. The professor had come accustomed to Searc’s reactions to touches. After the mission from Garland Moon, he wouldn’t doubt that Searc wasn’t accustomed to positive touches. The skin was still too hot for his liking, but he couldn’t force the student to rest, he never did in the past. He motioned for Searc to come into the classroom. “I feel fine,” Searc said, fighting back the coughs that were stirring in his chest wanting to escape. He needed to show he was fine, he can’t afford to rest. He grabbed a chair and brought it to the table, settling into it. He couldn’t help the feeling like some weight suddenly got taken off his shoulders, as he finally was letting his body rest. He “So as I was saying, this month we are going to be going to Ciarra’s village. She has received a letter from her parents about strange happenings going on there, strange demonic beasts lingering on outskirts that disappear without warning, people are going missing that hold crests. The church will be sending knights out with us due to the severity of the situation, but we are to hold more support and work on keeping the village safe, so don’t expect to have to fight these demonic beasts, but still be prepared for it, as they are unpredictable in nature so they could eventually choose to attack the village.” Serves them right, putting so much value in a crest. Where is it now that they disappear? It can’t help you all on it’s own. Dumbasses. Searc thought having to hold himself back from laughing. He was a crestless noble, so he was considered to be disposable, useless, and something that can just be auctioned off to another family if needed, or in Searc’s case, a simple bodyguard for his brother. In his opinion crests had too much value on them, at the end of the day, they were just some stupid symbol that the Goddess chose to bestow on a select few, a simple crutch so they didn’t have to try so hard. It was just a symbol in blood, it had no real value. He could understand why people cared so much, with them being passed through bloodlines, but again, it was just something in blood, something passed from generation to generation, even though if you get a crestless child, crestblood was still in their veins, and their were chances their offspring could have a crest bearing child.. It didn’t matter at the end of the day. “With Neason being gone, Searc, if you are able to clear my tests the week before we leave, you will be in charge of the mission,” the professor said. “If you aren’t, I will simply choose someone else, or just do it myself. Now I want you back at the infirmary or your dorm to rest, I will be checking.” The professor sent a sharp glare to the student, causing the boy to shrink under his gaze. He sighed and stood up. “Yeah yeah I promise,” he said, waving his hand off to his words. He left the classroom, ignoring whatever the professor yelled after him. He ran a hand through his hair, pushing up his bangs as he walked, watching the sky. “I wish you were here you idiot…” He would never admit it verbally let alone to his brother’s face. His brother was already overly affectionate, this knowledge would just make things a lot worse. But what he didn’t want Neason to know was that without him, he felt lost, without him he realized just how alone he was without his brother there to force him to interact with others, that without him, he felt useless and that he lacked a purpose. What am I supposed to do now if you are actually gone…? You selfish idiot! He thought bitterly as he turned his gaze to the ground, allowing for his hair to fall back into his face, as tears slid down his face as he walked. I hate you, Neason. Day of the mission Searc had recovered well, in his opinion, able to fight and roll, with ease. He had passed his professor’s tests with flying colors, granted it was normal when he was having to prove that he had recovered from the injuries he had. He ducked under the claw of the demonic beast, rolling in the process to pick up a broken sword off the ground. He glanced briefly, everyone was still holding strong it seemed. Turning his focus back to his opponent he threw the broken sword at the beast and darted back pulling out a dagger. He hated the dagger, it was his last resort weapon, and the fact that he needed to go so close in to fight. The demonic beast roared and charged at him. He held his group, only to blink in confusion when an arrow pierced through the demonic beast’s torso. The beast roared as it fell to its side, till it dissolved into…a person? Searc stared in shock a bit, before shaking out his head, he would dwell on that later. His eye scanned the trees, was he just imagining where it came from? He didn’t get an answer as he felt a demonic beast ram into him, knocking him to the ground, it lept on top of him, his arms shot up, grabbing at it’s jaws trying to push it away, his nose crinkling in disgust as its drool got on him. Another arrow flew and struck into it’s head, but it simply caused the beast to retreat. “NEASON,” Ciarra shouted out in surprise. Searc stood up and looked in the direction the arrow came from, and sure enough running to the battle already pulling back another arrow, was his idiot of a brother, alive and well. At least not for long. He thought to himself before rushing back into the battle at hand. After the Battle Neason was rambling out apologies to everyone as best as he could amongst all the scolding he was getting but also the thrilled voices of him coming back. Searc stayed back leaned against a tree, but when the two locked eyes, Neason sprinted over to him in tears. “YOUR ALIVE!! I THOUGHT YOU DI-,” Neason’s voice got caught off by Searc smacking him across the face with his lance, he glared down at his brother, before crouching and just pulling him into a tight hug. “You are such an idiot,” he murmured, as he gripped on to Neason, as tight as he could, afraid his brother would somehow disappear if he let go. Neason was okay, he was here and breathing. With his brother here, Searc no longer felt like he was useless.
This was torture changing to this format for everything I needed to be the way it was in the doc
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Post by Pineclaw on Jun 22, 2022 9:45:13 GMT -5
Dude, I love this! And wow, you somehow made me hate Desai even more even though I already knew how he treats Searc. Also love what you did with Akakios! He would totally do that! This is kinda similar to what I was planning for him for that specific month but I think Imma grab a bit from your idea! He's so gonna engineer a situation where he'll get cornered by whatever enemy they have for that mission. And when he has a bit of freetime between posing as Farvald and getting ready for the big reveal he's gonna go to where they keep the people they've imprisoned and will taunt Julius with all the stuff that has transpired so far. "Oh yeah, everyone thinks you're dead. But hey, I made it look really cool!" But wow, poor Orryn and Jason, Searc just really dislikes them xD Yeah, he has his reasons but oof.
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Post by Ember34 on Jun 22, 2022 10:16:19 GMT -5
Thank you Pine!! Glad you enjoyed it and go ahead!! But yea I had to make sure since that would be the only time they would see Desai I wanted to make sure he was as unlikable as possible so none of my classmates would try defend him, Desai has no rights in this house
Okay butni would adore to see Akakios do that with Julius XD
And yea, lol I was writing and had a realization there would be certain people he would hate, like another is Ambrose, du3 yo the man's overconfidence and due to his lack of being serious during missions
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Post by Pineclaw on Jun 22, 2022 10:34:29 GMT -5
yw ^^ And yeah, makes sense! Can't have them like or defend that asshole!
Just Akakios making fun of him and Julius being too busy fearing whatever the Agarthans have planned for him to get properly upset about it, just getting slightly annoyed. "Like seriously, they didn't even see anything weird about it!" "Shut up." "You're really so bad at using dark magic that you need to train for months for a spell to not be unpredictable and destructive!" "Stop." "And when it's a powerful one you haven't even mastered yet? Yup, you'd totally cause mass destruction and ****ing annihilate yourself! Oh man, I wish you could have seen this. You would have loved my performance!" "Not in the mood, Aki." Or something like that.
To be fair, he's far from the only one to dislike Ambrose xD Good thing Searc didn't join him for the bandit bashing.
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Post by Ember34 on Jun 22, 2022 10:47:09 GMT -5
No we can not
Julius if I could I would give you a hug
Fair, it was a miracle he didn't get stabbed before they left
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Post by Pineclaw on Jun 22, 2022 10:57:31 GMT -5
Yeah, Desai was made to be hated!
Good thing they won't get to interact. Unless you count Akakios leading his group against the Deer and ordering the Demonic Beast the kid got turned into to attack. But! If I ever use my ocs to write a dumb story for one of those "ways to get kicked out of Target/Walmart etc."-lists or something equally silly I will have both Akakios and Julius appear in it and no, it won't make sense.
Well, we can't kill one of the spies this early ^^ But yeah, if Searc had joined them there's no guarantee that no one would have stabbed Ambrose by now.
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Post by Ember34 on Jun 22, 2022 11:03:58 GMT -5
Mhm, he serves no other person to her than to be hated on
It was before Akakios got around to impersonating him, when he was soying to try and figure out what Julius was like
They wouldn't have even made it out the gate before Searc would have stabbed him
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Post by Pineclaw on Jun 23, 2022 14:47:59 GMT -5
Well, if we're really gonna make more teams like the Bandit Bashers I feel sorry for them already. I bet Ambrose will force them to come up with team names for each new group.
Searc: Neason could turn a Sunday picnic into an international incident.
Julius: Did Neason really do that? What kind of idiot does that? Searc: Don’t make this a competition about which one of you is stupider. I’m not sure which one of you will win but I’m definitely gonna be the loser.
Luca: At least whatever is wrong with me is really really funny.
*Lions have to pair up for training, Luca picks Rieka again* Agnar: You're hogging Rieka all to yourself! It's my turn with her! Luca: Does anyone else hear this guy? Why am I the creeper?
Grimm: Honestly, I don’t know what to make of glasses characters. Pierce: I’m not wearing these to fit into character stereotypes, I’m wearing these because my eyes are bad!
Ambrose: *bows head* Thank you, Goddess, for seeing us through this trial. Imrie: Do we all go to heaven if we say a few prayers? Shit, then I have to pray too. *bows head* Heavenly mother, we worked as a team today to send many people to your side. Please help us send more people to your side from now on.
Pierce: What’s your deal? Akakios: I create fear and disruption. Grimm: Online we call that trolling.
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Post by Pineclaw on Jun 25, 2022 13:22:56 GMT -5
Luca: So, do you have a date for Valentine’s Day? Jason: Yes, I’m pretty sure it's February 14th
Philomel: Julius, you can be really destructive- Julius: I can?! Philomel: I wasn’t giving you permission! Julius: Too late! I already blew up the training grounds.
Cat: Purr! Fion: Aww! Luca: Purr? Fion: Nice try.
Searc: You’ve challenged me to fight six times since we started talking. Silke: MAKE IT SEVEN!
Fion: My friends are going out of town this weekend and wanted to know if I and my classmates could take care of their child. Agnar: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, that's a big responsibility. What do we know about children? Jason: I'm about to take off. Have you seen my backpack? Agnar: *hands Jason his backpack* I swear you'd lose your head if it wasn't screwed on. *to Fion* I don't know the first thing about taking care of a child. *to Jason* Where is your jacket? It's very cold outside. Jason: Forgot. Agnar: Here, take mine. *to Fion* Kids are a lot of work.
Yutaka: When Freud said bisexuality is what happens when you don’t fully develop a brain, he was right and I am proof. Silke: Freud is a little bitch, my idiocy doesn’t have anything to do with my bisexuality and all to do with my own hubris. Larissa: I get offended when Freud says I’m a dumbass because I’m bi, because I feel like he’s overlooking all the other perfectly valid reasons I’m a dumbass. Vincent: I’m gonna be a smart bi just to flex on Freud. Néo: *does something defiant* Philomel: You're being difficult. Néo: I'm not difficult. I'm right.
Callan: Mammals both produce milk and have hair. Ergo, a coconut is a mammal. Vincent: I know you're being facetious, but this is an actual issue with morphology-based phylogeny. Elara, whispering to Estelle: What are they talking about? Estelle, whispering back: Human ability to quantify and categorize natural phenomena is sketchy at best and misleading at worst.
Alastair: It should be free to have a little cat. Government-subsidized, even. You should get the exact same tax breaks as if you have kids. Take notes, Fion.Néo: Well well well, if it isn’t the bridge I said I’d cross when I came to it. Julius: Adora, I ****ed up. I ****ed up so bad. Adora: What happened? Julius: You were busy so I was helping Jason with his math homework and I told him to hold up eleven fingers. He started panicking and whispered, "But... I only have ten!" Adora: Julius, if you've traumatized my brother from doing math, I will end you. Luca: It's so hot today, you know what I'm saying? Jason: What? Luca: I said, "It's so hot today." You're supposed to say, "It sure is hot, now that you're here." Jason: Why? Luca: I can't believe this, I'm sending out all the signals! Look at me, I'm gorgeous! Jason: What do you want from me!?
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Post by Sussuru on Jun 25, 2022 16:41:41 GMT -5
A handful of quotes because I'm kinda (?) done with Quincy woo.
Quincy, leaning back: What's the easiest way to steal a man's wallet? Akakios: Knife to the throat? Schyuler: Gun to the back? Keres: Poison in his cup? Aeschylus: You're all horrible.
Nora: I’ve been alive for 18 years and still haven't found the right thing to say when someone knocks on the door of a public bathroom you're in. Quincy: “Come back with a warrant" is my go-to.
Quincy: Bad news - my friend locked her keys inside the house. Quincy: Good news - we didn’t have to wait around for a locksmith. Quincy: Bad news - she finds it very concerning that i know how to pick locks, and tried to unlock my Tragic Backstory™. I was too embarrassed to admit that the reason I learned was because, at twelve, I figured that was the kind of skill that would impress hot guys. Quincy: Good news - a hot guy saw me doing it. Quincy: Bad news - it was Searc, and since he’s already seen me fall out of several trees, cry because I saw a fawn that was just too damn small, and knows I can ride a unicycle, he’ll never think i’m cool no matter what I do. It’s too late. He knows.
Grimm: Below 5'10? Hark, have a found a tiny little person oncemore?! Grovel at my 6’1 stature, small figure! Quincy: Bendth down yonder and fight as a man, thou art delusional from thou lack of oxygen up in thee clouds.
Fion: I will now exorcise this room to get rid of all demons and evil spirits. Quincy: *clutching Neason tight* NO, HE’S FAMILY!!
Quincy: I'm good at ventriloquism Silke: I don't believe you Silke: What about now? Silke: wtf
Rekka: Can we go to an haunted house this year? Quincy: What's wrong with the one we live in? Rekka: Wait, what? Quincy: Goodnight.
Quincy: 'Be the bigger person', they say. Quincy: I think not. Quincy: I'm 5’3” and full of rage - YOU be the bigger person.
Philomel: Hey. HEY!! Everyone stop arguing. Come on, hug it out. Hug it out! Golden Deers: *reluctant group hug* Searc: Alright, who just took my wallet? Quincy: Sorry.
Quincy: All the haters are like 'aren't you wanted by the law'? I'm wanted by a lot of people, that's the price of being pretty. Quincy: Anyways, yes, I did commit a smidge of arson-
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Post by Pineclaw on Jun 25, 2022 16:49:12 GMT -5
Haha, oh wow! Yup, I love him already
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Post by Pineclaw on Jun 25, 2022 17:23:42 GMT -5
Mind if I dump my two unused ocs here? Neither of them will make an appearance but I might use them for some incorrect quotes xD You already know this one. Thankfully doesn't exist in our rp because we have no Ashen Wolves. No, I don't hate her but I'd feel sorry for all our crest-bearers. Nadine Osanne Dufort | 17 | Female | Ashen Wolves | Noble | Major Crest of Luned | Nadine has long light-blue hair that she usually ties up in a braided ponytail. Her eyes are a bright purple. She's about average height. | At first glance Nadine might seem like a responsible and dignified person. That is, until she opens her mouth. She never tires of talking about the 'great destiny' and 'responsibility' that crest bearers have and she doesn't take her position as House Leader very seriously. It gets worse if she does meet someone who bears a crest: she'll stop at nothing to convince them that it's their duty to use them to do good, whether it's about rescuing a kitten stuck in a tree or preventing major conflicts between nations or countries. She views herself and others like her as some sort of chosen ones, regardless of their social standing, and expects them to act accordingly. Nadine is also very honest and doesn't think much of deceiving others. She's very considerate (when she's not harassing other crest bearers) and is usually kind to others. | Nadine has a great interest in the history of Fódlan, especially everything about Nemesis and the Elites. | Nadine loves doing research about her topics of interest, especially if she can gain 'forbidden' knowledge. She also enjoys helping other people and befriending them. Despite her circumstances she likes to pray to the Goddess and is a devote follower of the church. | Nadine hates secrecy and lies, so she isn't too happy about having to keep quiet about what she knows about the relics. She also doesn't like crest bearers who don't act the way she expects them to. As for food, Nadine has always disliked vegetables and still tends to shun meals that mainly consist of them. | Her parents are Léa Marcelle Dufort and Nazaire Yvon Dufort. Open to crushes. | Nadine grew up in the Kingdom of Faerghus. After graduating from the Royal School of Sorcery she was supposed to become a student at Garreg Mach next after receiving some more training at her local church but said training there was cut short. Having always been interested in the history of Fódlan she spent every free moment trying to find out as much as she could, even if it meant breaking some rules. Unfortunately for her she ended up learning too much about the parts that the church tried to keep hidden and its only thanks to her father's influence and Lady Hera's mercifulness that she only got sent to live in Abyss. Learning the truth about crests and relics caused Nadine to view them as both a gift and a curse and that their bearers have a responsibility to make up for their ancestors' atrocities. | Her strengths are in Flying, Bow and Faith. Her weaknesses are in Sword, Reason and Authority. Her crest allows her to use the ___ ____ to its full potential. | Pineclaw |
And a Kitsune I made. She, too, won't appear. Arisu Ehara | 17 | Female | Black Eagles | Kitsune | No Crest | Arisu is a bit on the shorter side. She has blonde hair that she wears around shoulder-length and has amber eyes. The tip of her tail is white while the tip of her left ear is black. She has visibly sharp fangs and nails. | Arisu is a very adventurous and competitive Kitsune. She is always eager to prove herself and will turn almost everything into a competition, especially when she's with other beastkin. However, while she loves being around her own kind she actually feels more comfortable around humans as she doesn't feel like she has to prove her worth to them. She still loves to challenge them though and loves nothing more than when some of them prove themselves to be worthy rivals. Arisu believes she's not ashamed of her mixed heritage but acts very defensive if it gets brought up. While it isn't really an issue for her that her father is half-human she worries that other beastkin will treat her as lesser because of it, causing her to develop that competitive side of her in the first place. | Arisu absolutely loves sparring with others and greatly enjoys tournaments. She's also very curious about weapons and magic. | Arisu likes competing with others and learning new things. She also enjoys woodcarving. | Arisu doesn't like other beastkin judging her for being part human. She also dislikes flying and riding lessons as they are of no use to her. | Her parents are Junji and Chiyo Ehara. Open to crushes. | Arisu was born into one of the kitsune tribes in Morfis. Her tribe has some contact with the humans, mostly because of her grandmother who still lives there. Most kitsune are accepting though some are a bit more sceptical and are very vocal about how other tribes aren't so tolerant. But because most in her tribe want a good relationship between kitsune and humans they want some of their own to live among them for a while, both to learn more and to build some trust between them. So hearing that Fódlan's Officers Academy was now accepting beastkin was good news for them. The tribe chose Arisu for this year because they figured she'd have an easier time getting along with other beastkin and humans because of being part human herself and while she's excited about it she's also not quite sure how to feel about their reasoning. | She'd rather not use weapons at all, thinking the other beastkin might judge her for it, but she is pretty good with axes. Capable of learning black magic but doesn't understand white magic. | Pineclaw |
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Post by Pineclaw on Jun 26, 2022 12:00:18 GMT -5
Silke: Whatcha doing? Larissa: Looking in this big hole. Silke: It’s just a hole in the ground, Lara. A totally empty hole. Maybe if there was something in it, it would at least be somewhat entertaining. Larissa: *pushes Silke into the hole* Larissa: Hey, you’re right! Luca: Can you believe someone started a rumor that I slept my way to the top? Imrie: No way. You're nowhere near the top.
Quincy: You can trust me. Tahvo: I have been in forests less shady than you.
Random cat: Meow. Néo: You sly dastard, I would have never thought of that. Fion: I’m sorry, can he actually speak cat or is he just messing with us? Konstantin: Knowing that guy… it may very well be both. Luca: Hey! Did you miss me? Agnar: With every arrow so far. Philomel: We should bridge the generation gap by combining old and new slang into one. Hera: Mood to the max! Konstantin: Tubular AF. Orryn: Groovy, I hate it. Grimm: At the Occult Club headquarters, there are no rules! There's no government, no bedtimes, no frowny faces, no bushy moustaches, and no negativity of any kind! Pierce: You just said the word "no" a thousand times. Grimm: There's also no consistency. Luca: Hey cutie, hold this knife! Bandit: Oh, oka— Luca: *stabs bandit* Thanks! Larissa: … Guys i just had a cursed thought and now i have to inflict it on all of you Imrie: I will block you Agnar: I’m intrigued, yet frightened Luca: Spill spill!! Larissa: So i was at the training grounds earlier and i just kinda noticed that the knights call their captain ‘sire’ Jason: please tell me this isn’t going where i think it’s going Larissa: Sorry Jason, but i experienced it and now so do you Larissa: Anyway, sire is another way of saying somebody made you, like a parent, right?? Imrie: That’s it, I’m blocking you. Larissa: So wouldn’t calling their captain ‘sire’ be the same as calling them 'daddy’? Fion: ……… why are you like this? Pierce: sdgfdgfhk THANKS I HATE IT Rieka: @ Konstantin you need to see this Konstantin: … Konstantin: What I really want to know is Konstantin: How did Jason figure out where Larissa was headed with this before the rest of you?
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Pineclaw
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Post by Pineclaw on Jun 27, 2022 3:52:01 GMT -5
Philomel: Do you know how many times your best friend has accidentally started fires? Julius, apathetically: I don’t know…many? Philomel: Eighteen! Neason, indignantly: Seventeen! Philomel: *points to an on-fire garbage can through the window* What about this one? Neason: Oh yeah, eighteen if you count this one.
Searc: Tell me that is not a bomb. Julius: Okay. It’s a kitten. It’s an adorable, exploding kitten.
Neason, leaving Garreg Mach: I tell you, I don't know why I would ever go back to that place. I've got all the company I need right here. *indicates himself* Neason: *shouts* Hello? Echo: Hello. Neason: How are you? Echo: How are you? Neason: I asked you first. Echo: I asked you first. Neason: Oh right, that's REALLY mature, saying exactly what I say. Echo: ...Saying exactly what I say. Neason: I'm an idiot! Echo: You're an idiot! Neason: *whispering* Alright, fine! I'm not talking to you anymore! In fact, I'm going to whisper! So that by the time my voice reverberates off the walls and gets back to me, I won't be able to hear it. *pause* Echo: You're an idiot!
Konstantin: It's time to do what you do best, Luca. Luca: Get on people's nerves? Konstantin: Exactly!
Larissa, making a cup of tea: Yeah, get into that leaf juice, you sexy, sexy bee sauce. Fion: Hey, do you take constructive criticism? Larissa: I absolutely ****ing do not.
*during the battle following the big reveal* Agnar: You can run, but you can’t hide. Jason, out of breath: That’s where you’re wrong. I can’t do either.
Quincy: When I go to jail, I’m changing my name to mitochondria. Because— Pierce: Mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell. Yeah, we get it. Rekka: Oh my god, that’s GENIUS! Julius: Julius: So nobody is going to talk about the fact that he used “when” and not “if”?
Jasmine: "Look! I’m Megumi! I’d rather be anywhere than here! I’m all about long sullen silences, followed by mean comments, followed by more silences!" Jasmine: So what’s it gonna be, huh? Long sullen silence or mean comment? Go on! Megumi: Megumi: You got me in a box here. Jasmine: Ah-HA!
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Post by Sussuru on Jun 27, 2022 8:04:39 GMT -5
Grimm: You're cooking? Vincent: Yup! Grimm: Are you sure that's a good idea after last time? You looked really creepy without eyebrows.
Neason: If this kills us all I'm going to get Callan’s ghost to teach my ghost to play the tuba so that I can annoy the hell out of your ghost. Julius: I'll just hire Searc’s ghost to beat up your ghost. Searc: My ghost won't associate with your ghost.
Callan: Yesterday, I gave Tahvo a box of strawberry milk with a post-it note that said ‘I love you, Tahvo’. Rekka: That's cute, what did he say? Callan: 'I love you too, strawberry milk'.
Estelle: When 2 buses pass each other and the bus drivers don't wave at each other like omg....did you guys break up....
Quincy: My refrigerator with legs barrels towards me and grabs me and stuffs me into its vegetable drawer and casually walks away. Ciarra: Hey is- Ciarra: Is your refrigerator running? Quincy: My refrigerator with legs is standing in the middle of your street gripping a rolling pin. Are you running?
Fion: Our professor keeps a picture of all the members in their wallet. He said that whenever he faces an obstacle, he looks at it and the problem disappears. Fion: I thought it was really sweet, until he said "because what problem could possibly be bigger than all of you?"
Pierce: I'm not wearing my glasses anymore. Pierce: I've seen enough.
Jason: Up until I was like 9, I thought that gunpoint was an actual place where crimes happened. Imrie: How is that possible? Jason: Well, think about it, you always hear it on the news. “A man is being held up at gunpoint," "tourists are being terrorized at gunpoint." And I just kept thinking "why do people continue to go there?"
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Post by Pineclaw on Jun 28, 2022 18:02:19 GMT -5
Love them, especially the strawberry milk one and Jason not knowing what gunpoint is as a kid xD
Dug up some of our older ones again
Searc: Hello, Father. Desai: Hello, child that I am required to take care of by law.
*first flying lesson* Philomel: Before we take off, please ensure all small items are secured. Neason: *looks at Callan* Neason: Do you feel safe, little buddy? Callan: Oh shut up.
Searc: Now, for the last time, "your" is the possessive. Like "your shirt" or "your socks", whereas "you're" is a shortened version of "you are". Julius: My fire Ciarra: The one Neason: Desire Rekka: Believe Estelle: When I say Callan: I Tahvo: WANT Neason: IT Julius: THAT Rekka: WAY Quincy: TELL ME WHY Searc: why do I even try to talk to any of you
Julius: Neason and I were thinking we'd do some magic- Searc: You two? Magic? Julius, it says talent show.
Searc: Would you please not neason this into a situation worse than it already is? Neason: Did you just use my name as a verb?
Tahvo: Look, I don't want to talk about it. Julius, pulling out a ukulele: Would you rather sing about it? Tahvo: I could seriously ****ing murder you sometimes.
Neason: ...because we smart. Julius: *throws a ball at a wall in the background, it comes back and hits him in the face*
Callan: If we can get homesick, do you think our homes can get peoplesick? Searc: Literally why do you even talk
Searc: We’re going to buy some supplies in town, so I expect you to be on your best behavior. Julius: Yeah, Neason. Searc: I was actually talking to both of you. Neason: Ha!
Tahvo: The last time I went to an urgent care clinic, I checked off 'excessive crying' on the symptom list, and then the nurse got really confused and said that was meant for babies.
Julius: Everytime I hear someone talking about updog, I’m torn between not wanting to fall for it and wanting to help them complete their joke. Rekka: Okay, but what is updog? Searc: Updog is a long sausage in a bun, often served with ketchup, mustard, onions, and/or relish. Neason: Not, that’s a hot dog. An updog is when a new version or patch of an application is released. Ciarra: No, that's an update. You’re thinking of the fourth largest city in Sweden. Estelle: Surely, that is Uppsala, whereas updog is the giant spider in Harry Potter. Tahvo: That’s Aragog. Updog is a symbol conventionally used for an arbitrarily small number in analysis proofs. Quincy: You’re thinking of epsilon. Updog is an upward-moving air current. Callan: No, that's an updraft. An updog is the modern version of a henway. Rekka: What’s a henway?? Neason: Oh, about five pounds.
Tahvo: Things I want: snuggles Tahvo: Things I get: struggles
Estelle: Neason- Neason: *sighs* Julius used to call me Neason... Estelle: ...Because it's your name.
Tahvo: Is it possible to cry so much you dehydrate yourself?
Néo: What’s it like being tall? Jason: Is it nice? Quincy: Can you reach comfortably for the cupboards? Vincent: We live in constant fear of the short ones who, in my experience, will climb 4 chairs, 2 boxes, a small coffee table and 6 oddly placed stools to get what they want. Callan: It was one time!
Pierce: I heard a rumor today– Julius: Only one? But I started at least sixteen. Pierce: *raises an eyebrow* Julius: Don’t worry. Only two of them were about you.
Rekka: Hey guys! Did you know a group of fish is called a school? Grimm: Yeah! And a group of lions is called a pride! Julius: Annnd a group of crows is called a murder! Pierce: Did you know a group of idiots is called a headache? Julius: … Grimm: … Rekka: Rude.
Vincent: How do you take your coffee? Orryn: Strong so I don't need to sleep. Grimm: Straight from the coffee pot. Néo: Bitter, like my soul. Ambrose: He's lying. He likes cinnamon lattes. Néo: DUDE-- Philomel: I prefer tea, actually. Tahvo: I'm not allowed to drink coffee anymore because the last time I had too much and then I couldn't tell the difference between the floor and the ceiling and everyone freaked out.
Luca: So you like cats? Alastair: Yeah. Luca: *tries to impress him by slowly pushing a glass off the table*
*playing twister* Julius: Right hand red. Luca: *ends up on top of Alastair* Alastair: You're doing this on purpose, aren't you? Julius: I stopped spinning like 15 minutes ago. Honestly, I'm surprised you didn't notice.
Luca: Hey, I wanted to ask you something. If someone turned their room into a nightclub, would you be into that? Alastair: Don't turn your room into a nightclub. Luca: I said 'someone'.
Jasmine: Welcome to the "Screw Luca" club. In this house, we say "screw you" to Luca. Alastair, standing up: There's been a misunderstanding here. Can I quit the club--
Jason, handing Alastair a bottle of water: Here you go! Have a drink! Alastair: Oh, hey, thanks. What's this for? Jason: Well, I was worried about you. Lara says you get thirsty around Luca. Alastair, choking over his water: WHAT--
Luca, seductively: If global warming was a person, it would be you. Neason: Worsening day by day while getting ignored by millions of people for the sake of their own happiness and peace. Luca: I-I was going to say "because you're hot", but--
Philomel: When was the last time you slept? Orryn: Uh... a few days ago, I think. Philomel: A few- *sigh* how many? Orryn: Uh... *starts counting on fingers* I need more fingers... Philomel: What you need is sleep!
Nora: *playing off-key notes on a piano* Adora: Nora, what are you doing? Nora: I am tuning the piano to match Vincent’s voice!
Keres: I'm never donating blood again. Keres: The second you walk in the door, it's just one invasive question after another! Keres: "Where did you get it?" "Why is it in a bucket?"
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Post by Pineclaw on Jun 29, 2022 15:44:18 GMT -5
Searc, handing Neason a fire extinguisher: Just in case. Neason: Thanks! *lights it on fire*
Fion: Lara, I want these flies out of here. Larissa: Sure thing. I’ll have ‘em out in three days. The time will just fly by. Fion: … Larissa: They won’t insect a thing. Fion: Okay now- Larissa: I’ll be taking care of bzzzness. Fion: Stop.
Néo, sending a pic of a plushie octopus with an angry face to Ambrose: What is this thing you got me Ambrose: Angry Octopus Plushie. You can flip it inside out. Ambrose: Reminds me of you Néo, sending another pic of said plushie with an angrier face: Why does it get angrier Ambrose: Exactly
Callan: What do you do when you start to feel really anxious? Elara: I lay in bed for 5-6 hours straight. Callan: Does it help? Elara: No.
Neason: I think I worked out a plan. Searc: All right, count me out. Neason: You haven't even heard it yet.
Jasmine: We can’t just stand here and watch Rieka get attacked by a bunch of poachers. Ambrose: Yeah, you’re right Ambrose: *sits down*
Ambrose, after the bandits are defeated: Anyone who isn’t dead, say, “ow”.
Imrie: Perhaps we could become friends. Jasmine: Oh I don’t know, I think we should be enemies.
> You decided to talk to Jason first Jason: Who wants to help me overcome my self-esteem issues?! > You decided to look for Adora instead
Fion: I want to hear those three little words. Luca: I love you. Fion: That’s sweet and all, but you know that’s not what I meant. Luca: *sighs* Fine. Luca: I will behave. Fion: Thank you.
(in Julius' room) Julius: Sorry about the mess. Searc: Oh this is nothing. You should see my life. Julius: Ooh. Good one. Neason: … Neason: You two concern me sometimes.
Imrie: Wanna know who’s to blame for your low self-esteem? Callan: Yes! Imrie: *holds up a mirror* Callan: *gasps* Imrie: That’s right. Callan: Mirrors! Imrie: Exac–wait, what? No!
Neason: Okay, I have a plan. Ciarra: Does it end with us getting out of the mess you got us into? Neason: I said a plan, not a miracle.
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Ember34
Golden Deer Leader
uni slowly killing me, i just want to rp and play games
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Post by Ember34 on Jun 29, 2022 16:40:39 GMT -5
Searc: Philomel told me I was a perfectionist and I told him that can't be true. Because if I was I would be more successful. And then we kind of just sat there in silence for a minute and pondered what I said
Philomel: and what do we do when we need to reach out and ask for support? Searc: I'm fine, I don't need your help. how are you though??? Philomel:.....no
Searc: I just realized tshirts are in the shape of the letter t Philomel: this is 250 goldan hour, do you want to talk about anything else? Searc: no not really
Searc: I'm scared I might actually be a bad person and I'm just fooling everyone in to thinking I'm good Philomel: the fact you care so deeply about being a bad person is proof you are actually good Searc: oh no...I've fooled you too
Philomel: and what do we say when we don't think a person is good for us? Searc: ignore all the red flags there are because I am incapable of ever being actually loved Philomel: no!
Just a bunch of searc and philomel stuff
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