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Syusaki rolled 1 20-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-20)
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 Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2014 11:32 am
[ 2 - Loss ]
She is a Spartan at heart. There is not much that she requires besides the bare essentials. She’s learned to live without technology and she’s learned to live on her own with the occasional needed help. Everything else—her phone and her favorite clothes and her charcoal pencils and paints, everything else—can be thrown away if it meant surviving. But she doesn’t know if she can stand to lose that one person. Just one person.MY STATS My character's username: SunnySideDown My character's level: 5 Character's HP: 30 Character's Job Class: Mad Hatter Current party: n/a Current Guild: n/a Location: n/a Small IC description of character: A forest-colored mad hatter with a perpetual scowl and knitted brows. Her hat hides the colorful streaks in her hair. Stands at an average height. Character journal: link
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Syusaki rolled 1 20-sided dice:
13
Total: 13 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2014 11:33 am
[ 13 - Fear ]
Fear is knowing there are monsters under your bed and you know it’s not the product of your imagination because you can feel cold tendrils wrapping around your arms. Fear is knowing there are monsters under your bed and you know the older kids and adults will never believe you, perhaps not even your own classmates. Fear is knowing you are on your own. Forever.MY STATS My character's username: SunnySideDown My character's level: 5 Character's HP: 30 Character's Job Class: Mad Hatter Current party: n/a Current Guild: n/a Location: n/a Small IC description of character: A forest-colored mad hatter with a perpetual scowl and knitted brows. Her hat hides the colorful streaks in her hair. Stands at an average height. Character journal: link
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Syusaki rolled 1 20-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2014 11:34 am
[ 9 - Repeat ]
Has she gone through this before? She can’t remember exactly, but the sensation of going through her sketchbook is familiar. The drawings all look the same. The technique looks the same. Even turning the page feels familiar. It all feels the same to her—using her pictures and books to push away the negative feelings aside so she can push forward, but she can’t tell if it actually does her any good in the end. But she’ll always do it over and over, always.MY STATS My character's username: SunnySideDown My character's level: 5 Character's HP: 30 Character's Job Class: Mad Hatter Current party: n/a Current Guild: n/a Location: n/a Small IC description of character: A forest-colored mad hatter with a perpetual scowl and knitted brows. Her hat hides the colorful streaks in her hair. Stands at an average height. Character journal: link
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DarkHeartedSorrow rolled 1 20-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2014 12:41 pm
[4. Death] He ran down the paved path along the huge docks, racing past monstrous ships just home from overseas. His dad's ship was coming home today. He rounded the corner just as the ramp was lowered and sailors began to climb down onto the dock. Some faces were familiar, others young and unknown. Even as his dad left the ship though, last as usual, there was one face that was disturbingly missing. Feng ran forward and hugged his dad tightly, but his thoughts were on the face he hadn't seen. "Dad? Where's Mr. Greene?" The old man had worked with his dad for years, had even babysat him a few times. Feng considered him a close friend, even though he was so young. His dad sighed and knelt down, and a bad feeling settled in Feng's stomach. "Mr. Greene passed away. You won't get to see him anymore." Feng's brows furrowed in confusion. "I don't understand." "Mr. Greene was very old," his dad said. "And he got very sick when we were over seas. He wasn't strong enough to get better. Mr. Greene died before we got home." Tears filled Feng's eyes. "No," he whispered, voice watery. His dad tugged him close and wrapped his arms around him. "He's in a better place." OOC My character's username: Whalelord My character's level: 2 Character's HP: 30 Current party: -- Current Guild: -- Small IC description of character: Burgundy hatter with floppy black hair. probably flails. most likely looks dumb. Character journal: Here
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kuumeii rolled 1 20-sided dice:
12
Total: 12 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2014 1:02 pm
[Hiding]
The mess of red masked her face as she looked out through the cracks of the cupboard. From far off she could hear the sound of a crying babe. "Hnf." The young girl buried her head, holding her knees tightly. Things were going to change now, all of it. Could she really still shine if he was there? Could she be what he needed?
All she wanted to do was hide from it all.MY STATS My character's username: r3dkill My character's level: 8 Character's HP: 30/30 Character's Job Class: Gryphon Current party: None Current Guild: None Location: [The Lake] Small IC description of character: r3dkill (aka r3d) appears as a woman with long, red hair peaking out from her Gryphon hat, wearing a red and black version of the normal class uniform. Feathers stick out of her hat and she has piercing green eyes. Character journal: [ r3dkill log]
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kuumeii rolled 1 20-sided dice:
16
Total: 16 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2014 1:03 pm
[Nostalgic]
The spear was old and worn and fit in her hands. It was a constant reminder of her old training days but now it was a relic gathering dust in her room. Scorch marks could be seen on the side where it had taken an unfortunate turn near a fire, blotting it's flawless design. The memories tied to it were also blotted and she could remember all of it as vivid as day. How she yearned to see it back as it was, back to how it all had been.
Nostalgia was always a cruel emotion.
MY STATS My character's username: r3dkill My character's level: 8 Character's HP: 30/30 Character's Job Class: Gryphon Current party: None Current Guild: None Location: [The Lake] Small IC description of character: r3dkill (aka r3d) appears as a woman with long, red hair peaking out from her Gryphon hat, wearing a red and black version of the normal class uniform. Feathers stick out of her hat and she has piercing green eyes. Character journal: [ r3dkill log]
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kuumeii rolled 1 20-sided dice:
12
Total: 12 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2014 1:04 pm
[Hiding]
Her eyes remained wide awake and her breaths were slow, pained from the emotions running through her. On top of her lay the white pelt, encasing her in it's security. She had never been one to run away from her problems or deny they existed, but this was entirely different. Weight was on her heart as her fingers traced the tattered fur of it. It was a shield, a protector... and she was hiding under it.
Memories were like knives driving into her over and over and she could feel her mind slipping back to those dark places. Closing her eyes she tried her best to concentrate on the feeling of the fur on her and anything good that could be attributed to it. Many nights had been spent in the same way, grasping onto what little she had to ignite her mind into those naive and optimistic views.
Naive.
The word was so far removed from her vocabulary she felt ill just thinking it about herself. A once seasoned warrior with skills to boast of brought to shame again and again, hiding under the belt as a child does a blanket. It was bitter on her tongue and she shook her head, but only clutched even more tightly. This wasn't her, it wasn't how she was, was it? A deep sigh escaped and she leaned back into her bed, welcoming a sleep that would not come easily. She hid from the guilt, the shame, the fear... the failure. But in the end the cycle would always repeat.MY STATS My character's username: r3dkill My character's level: 8 Character's HP: 30/30 Character's Job Class: Gryphon Current party: None Current Guild: None Location: [The Lake] Small IC description of character: r3dkill (aka r3d) appears as a woman with long, red hair peaking out from her Gryphon hat, wearing a red and black version of the normal class uniform. Feathers stick out of her hat and she has piercing green eyes. Character journal: [ r3dkill log]
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amicableAggressor rolled 1 20-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2014 1:05 pm
Sweetm00n sat back down by the pool, ready for her daily dose of memories. Anything for the exp and loot! Plus, they really weren't that bad. It was nice to be able to reflect quietly, once and a while. If there was one thing that her mother saw about her, that no one else did, it was Indu's selfishness. She always got lectures on it. "You should help others for the sake of helping, no one should aide others for the promise of a reward." Indu agreed to disagree. Her mother did not. Indu just couldn't see the point of letting people take advantage of you. If you offered them kindness, they could damn well take three minutes out of their life to return some of it. She didn't want her name written on a gold plaque and hung around their neck, but she did expect a little bit of recognition for her generosity. And if she didn't get any, she wouldn't be helping people again. Simple as that. [already done kindness, choosing rewarding instead] OOC  My character's username: sweetm00n My character's level: 14 Character's HP: 30 Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character: A girl with long purple hair in twin braids, and purple eyes. Apart from that, she looks fairly 'normal'. Is dressed in the gear of a Dormouse. Character journal: ☾
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DarkHeartedSorrow rolled 1 20-sided dice:
19
Total: 19 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2014 1:06 pm
[19. Hope] The people in front oh him were absolutely intimidating. Their heavy, crisp white coats did nothing but make them look more serious, and the crisscrossed scarring he could see on their hands and faces lead to a feeling of danger. "You will get hurt," one of them said. "But you'll work with a team. Dozens of other people just like you, training beside you and learning with you. No more running from what you don't understand." That sounded... promising. Not the part about getting hurt, but about belonging to a team. No more running. He'd just left yet another job, and he couldn't bear to go home to see his dad's face again. Not after last time. "When would I leave?" "Right now." Feng bit his lip, uncertain. Everything felt like too much at once. "We won't ask again. You can come with us now, or you can figure out your life on your own. We've got plenty more kids to turn to," the other man said. They were both obviously growing impatient. "Okay. Okay, I'll go." "Welcome to your future, kid." OOC My character's username: Whalelord My character's level: 2 Character's HP: 30 Current party: -- Current Guild: -- Small IC description of character: Burgundy hatter with floppy black hair. probably flails. most likely looks dumb. Character journal: Here
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Dragon Berri rolled 1 20-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2014 1:07 pm
1. Kindness - Bibi She had always been kind. She saw no reason not to be. Even on her bad days, when she wasn't feeling very kind, she always did her best to not let her bad mood leak out onto others. She wouldn't want to ruin someone's day just because her's had been. That wasn't very kind at all. OOC My character's username: ThePinkMonsturr My character's level: 4 Character's HP: 30 Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character: In a word? PINK. In more words, pink goo girl. Character journal: here
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amicableAggressor rolled 1 20-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2014 1:07 pm
Indu's mother and her father had found Indu when they were quite old - far older than most couples. She had been teased by other kids, and asked by well-meaning but totally mistaken adults if they were her grandparents. But despite their age, they had still wanted a child. When she had grown older, she had eventually asked them why they had waited so long, and the reply had been something vague and comforting. She had accepted it, until the day when, trying to sneak a look into her mother's forbidden study, she had seen a framed picture hanging on the wall of the room. The door had shut quickly after, but for that moment, she had caught a glimpse of both her parents, younger, with a little boil sitting between them, smiling at the camera. OOC My character's username: sweetm00n My character's level: 14 Character's HP: 30 Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character: A girl with long purple hair in twin braids, and purple eyes. Apart from that, she looks fairly 'normal'. Is dressed in the gear of a Dormouse. Character journal: ☾
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mare rolled 1 20-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2014 1:08 pm
3/ 5. BeginningsHe could still remember the kiss, it had surprised him and caught him off-guard but it hadn’t been unpleasant – Ian, as he would later find out, was quiet adept when it came to kissing. But it had been his first really, at least the first that had mattered, the first with another man and aside from remembering it, he had no idea what to think. Did he like it? Did he like Ian? OOC 
My character's username: Shyduck
My character's level: 7
Character's HP: 30 / 30
Current party:
Current Guild:
Location:
Character journal: x
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amicableAggressor rolled 1 20-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2014 1:10 pm
Indu didn't deal well with people who wouldn't play along with her. She wasn't demanding much, just that you got along with her. She was trying her best so clearly you should do the same, right?! She didn't hate them, despite what she would sometimes announce, loudly. She just resented them for being so selfish. I mean sure not everyone asked her to be nice to them, but they should. Because she was nicer than anyone else just you ask anyone. She would nice the ******** out of you. OOC My character's username: sweetm00n My character's level: 14 Character's HP: 30 Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character: A girl with long purple hair in twin braids, and purple eyes. Apart from that, she looks fairly 'normal'. Is dressed in the gear of a Dormouse. Character journal: ☾
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Dragon Berri rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 18 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2014 1:12 pm
18. Rewarding - Bibi She'd been feeling miserable, and that wasn't like her. She was the pink, bubbly, goo girl! Still, she put on a brave face and went out. She tried to be her normal, bubbly self, but it felt muted to her today. On her way home, she ran into a little girl who seemed to be lost. "Oh! I'm so sorry!" the little girl said, tears in her eyes. "I seem to have lost my way, would you help me?" "Of course I will!" Bibi said and took the girl by the hand. After asking a few questions, it didn't take long to help her find the girl's parents. The relieved look on their faces made her feel wonderful. The little girl hugged her. "Thank you thank you!" she said before running to her parents. In spite of the bad day she'd started out with, Bibi was now in a very good mood indeed. Helping that little girl find her parents was very... Rewarding. OOC My character's username: ThePinkMonsturr My character's level: 4 Character's HP: 30 Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character: In a word? PINK. In more words, pink goo girl. Character journal: here
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Dragon Berri rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2014 1:13 pm
3. Wisdom - Bibi She'd never heard it before. She didn't even know who it was that had said it first, and couldn't begin to tell you where she heard it from. But it made so much sense! "No one can make you feel inferior without your consent." Words to live by, and she would never forget them. OOC My character's username: ThePinkMonsturr My character's level: 4 Character's HP: 30 Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character: In a word? PINK. In more words, pink goo girl. Character journal: here
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