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~4PR1L OFFLINE   Forum Posts: 57 |
Posted: Sun, 01/09/2024 22:15 (11 Months ago) |
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'So much for a festival to celebrate the gods.' Alice sighed with exasperation. Thankfully, having a job at a church gave him a hefty salary. So the price of the ticket wasn't too bad for his wallet as a homeless. After all, he had long stopped believing in such beings, and yet every single time, he he stretched his ears for news of each festival with the same amount of expectations as the last. You'd think at the festival went on, and as the gods gain more and more supporters, the quality of their transportation would get better. Yet for each passenger, it was all the same. Moreover... He looks at broken wood board on the floor awkwardly making a small window on the bottom of the carriage, before looking away and scratching his cheek, sweat dropping. There was no way they were reusing the same carriage every year are they? Actually the more he thought about it the closer he felt that it was plausible.... Maybe he should stop thinking before he commits blasphemy. He turns to their coach for the ride. It was a skinny old ginger man who carried a thick countryside accent. It seems like it wasn't his first time taking travelers to the festival. Who knows how long this man has been in the business. Since they were responsible for taking travelers to a festival to celebrate their gods, the salary definitely isn't low right? Perhaps he should pick up this job once he wants to retire, afterall it's only once a year! "How could you tell it was our first time? Did something give us dead away coach?" Alice gave the old man a questioning smile. "Say, mind giving us 'fresh meats' some tips? It would do us folks great justice you know!" He teased. [Read more] |
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~4PR1L OFFLINE Forum Posts: 57 |
Posted: Sat, 31/08/2024 06:33 (11 Months ago) |
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Jing Yu frowned and scoff in disdain. While doing so, he pulled out a few more talisman. While Ldeye may look like an beauty to others, in his eyes, she was nothing more than a crude criminal that excused violence for fun. "Was the innocent folks you hurt with your team necessary then? Tell me your reason for harming them Lady Luck." Jing Yu took a firm step forward, his voice filled with disgust. "Tell me. Was there any reasons on why you and your people merciless fired at the civilian that had no parts in this." [Read more] |
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~4PR1L OFFLINE Forum Posts: 57 |
Posted: Fri, 30/08/2024 18:12 (11 Months ago) |
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Jing Yu tsked as 3 fellas suddenly appeared within his sealed space abruptly. What was this battle now? Two from ESA verses four folks from the Mafia? How come they have backups and he doesn't? "...man I don't get paid enough for this" Jing Yu swept a hand over his hair as he sighed. He gazed at the new arrivers with exhaustion before straightening his back. "Well Ldeya, you say you're going no where yet your people says otherwise. You're making it quite hard for us you know?" [Read more] |
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~4PR1L OFFLINE Forum Posts: 57 |
Posted: Wed, 28/08/2024 02:18 (11 Months ago) |
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Jing Yu furrows his eyebrows and orders sternly, his hand steadily hold the gun. With the backside of his freehand, he tossed out a golden talisman onto the ground. "Seal." The moment the yellow piece of paper touches the ground, it immediately merges in with the concrete ground and an mysterious golden flow soon flow from the floors to the walls, sealing the entirety of the floor. While he isn't confident in defeating the infamous executive of the Mafia, he is confident in his ability to stall. Jing Yu smiles brightly. "Well now I suppose it's just you and me and Eve now Lady Luck. Now not even the universe can help you." He chuckles. [Read more] |
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~4PR1L OFFLINE Forum Posts: 57 |
Posted: Sun, 25/08/2024 01:09 (11 Months ago) |
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Jing Yu cursed his luck under his breath, out of all of the executives he has found, it just has to be the most slimy one out of all of them. Ldeya, or also known as Lady Luck was known for her excellent control of probably, but as well as many other sorts of manipulation. Mind tricks wasn't the only card she had up her sleeve. It was bad for him to fight against her one on one, especially since she relies on the tactic of fighting one of one and luring her opponent away and mysteriously killing them. While she is rarely seen working together with others, he on the other hand is the complete opposite. The more teammates he has on his side, the more potent his ability is. Jing Yu furrows his brows, he needs to call for backup as soon as he possibly can. However.. there seems to be another women on the scene. A fellow comrade.. or perhaps another enemy? Will luck be on his side? [Read more] |
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~4PR1L OFFLINE Forum Posts: 57 |
Posted: Fri, 23/08/2024 02:33 (11 Months ago) |
 ~[คlเςєร๏ภ ฬคllคςє]~ ["ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʟɪɴɢ ᴏғ ᴏɴᴇs ᴡᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴍᴇᴀɴs ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ɢᴇᴛ ᴜᴘ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ"]       [αρρҽαɾαɳƈҽ]  ⮘ [ нє/нιм ⯎ мαℓє ⯎ 27 ⯎ нυмαи ⯎ єи¢нαитєя ] ⮚ [ԃҽႦυƚαɳƚҽ] The fraudulent ex-priest, or a quack healer they could call him. Despite being a renowned priest that is said to be able to heal an army if he wishes to. He was kicked out swiftly by the church the moment the people found out that he has been faking his belief to their God for free food and dormitory the entirety of his stay.. They called him a charlatan, a fraud, hell some may even dear to utter the name of the devil when mentioning his name. But not once did a single soul doubt his magical prowess in medicine. [αρρҽαɾҽɳƈҽ] At first glance, all you notice is a handsome face with a charming smile and lustrous hair. His long, silky platinum-gold locks are rare, almost never seen among ordinary people. Complementing his striking appearance are molten golden eyes, each adorned with a teardrop-shaped mole that mirrors the other. A single twinkling purple earring dangles from his right ear (that shows that he is fully, a human), adding a touch of mystique, while a leaf-shaped crown headpiece shines atop his head. With his naturally charismatic smile, it’s easy to trust a man with such delicate features. Paired with his dark blue robe, marking him as a medic, and the white coat trimmed with gold, a clear sign of his experience on the battlefield. You would never believe that this is the same man that was dubbed as fraudulent and got kicked out of the church for 'never actually believing in god' and was 'only there for the food and bed' and as well as 'beautiful maidens'. [ρҽɾʂσɳαʅιƚყ] ⮘ ᴘᴏsɪᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴛʀᴀɪᴛs ⮚ | Laidback | Easy-going | Relaxed | Takes things lightly | Money Grubber | Charismatic | Empathetic | | a genuine (?) healer | quick witted | Pretty Face | ⮘ ɴᴇɢᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴛʀᴀɪᴛs ⮚ | Manipulative | Doesn't believe in god's omniscient power | Face-con | | With equally quick grubby fingers | Not athletic AT ALL | Scum | Heartbreaker | Player (?) | Aliceson Wallace, or more commonly called Alice the Fraud by the village folks is infamously known for his laidback nature of being unable to take any matter seriously to the dismay of the pope. Before his identity as a swindler was revealed to the public, he was revered as a holy figure due to his miraculous miracle medicinal skills. However, unbeknownst to them, Alice is anything but 'holy' or 'blinding' in terms of his personality. Behind the close doors, Alice is a mischievous individual who often drinks and curses at god. He often indulges in many types of pleasure like money and food. On days that he doesn't need to clock in, he is often sleeping away or trying out new types of alcohol trending in the market. He enjoys having conversation with beautiful people and is a face con. [ɱαɠιƈ/ɯҽαρσɳɾყ] There is a reason why despite being called a fraud, Alice's medical skills were never doubted. Not even once were his skills questioned by the general crowd. This was because Alice's healing magic were really just as magical as the rumors. If a patient came in with a knife wound in their stomach, the patient would then leave the room with an intact stomach. This is not just limited to wounds, but also any kind of poison aliments and discomfort in general. Women often come to him in order to seek comfort during their menstruation in hopes of lightening their discomfort. And not once did Alice fail them. He has always welcomed his patient into his private room with a charismatic smile that seems to wash away their worries. And each and every single time, no matter how severe the the pain was there was always a solution. Moreover, healing spells aren't the only types of magic he is proficient to. He is comfortable with casting blessing and enhancements and as well as basic magic manipulation (e.g shielding, rebound, counter, basic elemental manipulation). Alice is confident in his understanding of magic and can easily absorb it from the nature around him. If anything, some may even say he was egoistical, saying that even if the gods above didn't give him this gift, he would still somehow learn it. Perhaps he'll learn to regret his words one day. ~ ʙᴀʀᴛʜᴏʟᴏᴍᴇᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴘᴏsᴛʟᴇ ~ Alice's staff that he stole from the church before he left. (Yes he named it himself) (No it isn't the staff's official name) Bartholomew's length from the top of the bottom is slightly taller than Alice himself. It has a warm glow and a constant flow of mana surrounding the top of the staff. If you look closely, you can see the wings around the staff moving as if they were alive, thanks to the flow of mana. [Ⴆαƈƙʂƚσɾყ] In a faraway humble town, a son was born. He was the apple of his parent's eye. He was both beautiful and energetic bringing joy to the townsfolk wherever he went. He was a bubbly child who was blessed by the gift of gods at birth, so much so that he has never experienced a day of sadness within his childhood. However, the same don't apply to the those around him. Even before the child's age has reached double digits, wars between nations has commences, and the poor humble village whom just so happens to lay on the nations borders bore the front brunt of the violence and bloodshed. It was inevitable that people would have to partake in the war whether they wished to be or not. For the sake of their friends, for the sake of their family, they fought. The bright child watched. He cried at their pain. He mourned for their death. And he learned from their loss. He used his gift for magic to help his companions, his family, his friends. Though at first he was unused to the cruelties of the war ground and often cried. He couldn't believe his world was now overcrowded with crimson. Afterall, he was just a child that was loved by god. The bright child that was once the apple of his parent's eye was no longer a child, much less bright. He was now a practiced and treasured war veteran that has saved plenty in the battlefield. Every single time he sees an injured soldier enter his tent his stomach drops. He quickly realized that no matter how many times he mends their wound they were just going to get injured in the battlefield once again. By then, his bright world had long shattered. Surrounding him are no longer kind faces of the village folks that raised. Now he is surrounded by soldiers who may die at any moment, at any sword strike. No matter how well he bandaged them up, no matter how proficient he was at magic, no matter how much he did, he was just a child after all. Realizing his power was trifle compared to the battlefield, he started praying to god every single night wishing for the war to end. For his people to no longer suffer, for his loved ones to no longer disappear one day without a funeral for them to properly mourn for. He prayed and prayed. He healed then prayed. He prayed until his legs went numbed. He wished for his sky to become blue once more. He wished to no longer hear cries on the battlefield. He wished soldiers no longer had to open his tent for their wounds to be healed. He wished for his world become just as bright and magical as it was in the past. But days of praying turned into months. Months of praying turned into years. Somewhere down the lines, what used to be a child, has now became a man. The man has long stopped praying to the gods above for hope, for salvation. His skills has grown grounded, and scars were scattered around his body like stars. The war has ended, but hope was lost. [σƚԋҽɾ] Fun Fact: His favorite type of alcohol is champagne due to it's sweetness and fruity tart! He dislikes the bitterness and spice of vodka and tequila, and hates the strong fermented taste of grain from whiskey. He prefers to only have beer on party days of long drinking and wine for close conversations. Otherwise, he considers champagne for his go-to for private solo drinking as he enjoys marveling at the bright golden luster as he twirls it around the glass, pointing it towards the light. If you ask him on a simple level on why he does it for several hours on some days, he will say it was because he enjoys the colors and that it'll make the champagne taste better that way. But if you ask him on a deeper level, he will say that it reminiscent the color of the bright world he used to dream of due to it's golden hue. Though it is unfortunate that no matter he drinks, his mind will no longer dillude far enough for him to dream of the bright world once again. Fun fact ik :)  [Read more] |
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~4PR1L OFFLINE Forum Posts: 57 |
Posted: Thu, 22/08/2024 16:11 (11 Months ago) |
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That was what Jing Yu shall call today from here on, onwards. There has not been a single moment of peace ever since the headquarters 'supposedly' found the mafia'a base. While his immediate boss was having a lovely dance with her ex (lover? Enemy?) before retreating. He was busy handling the lackeys and arresting as much of those evil-doers as possible. Especially since even after the high of the fight is over, there are still people dying. Jing Yu teared his gaze away from dying innocent passerbys, hoping the medical team will save them as soon as possible as he redirected his gaze towards the tower. His eyes narrowed at the retreating back. Wasn't that one of the executives of the Mafia? [Read more] |
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Posted: Mon, 05/08/2024 19:45 (1 Year ago) |
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Once the group has the arrived, Phoebes took a glance around the auditorium. The last time anybody was allowed here was during orientation, and how knows how many years that was. Since then, nobody else was ever allowed inside. Of course, Phoebes did sometimes attempt to sneak in hoping to find something interest inside, but was quickly caught and punished. Thinking about her past grievances made Phoebes pucker her lips out. It clearly wasn't fair back then! How in the world did she get caught? However her grievances were soon cast aside the moment the lights went out. Suddenly, the center stage lit up, with a holographic screen. On the screen was a women with white hair and mischievous pink eyes. It was the headmaster "Daisy Poppins". "Good Afternoon my dear students, I have waited a long time for all of you. Many of you sure did take your sweet time dawdling in the hallways making friends didn't you?" She joked, but her eyes were cold telling there would be no next time. "But that is alright, after all, this may or may not be the last time you folks will ever see each other ever again!" Daisy Poppins said with a singasong tone, as her bright blue lips widened into a smile. Her arms opened and spread beside her in a grand fashion. "Now isn't that exciting?! Now you guys can finally graduate!" "The dreams you all have wished to achieve... is about to become reality!" Her voice boomed excitedly across the auditorium. "However-" Her voice went hush. "before you can do so, there is one last quest you all must complete before you can step back into the outside world once more." The headmaster's eyes were bright, her smile almost maniacal. "Infiltrate the government agency, and find our traitors, and get rid of them once and for all. Only by doing that, will you be officially accepted as rebels and released back into society." [Read more] |
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Posted: Sun, 04/08/2024 04:51 (1 Year ago) |
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How arrogant of her. How dare Shieta pride herself in the fact that she might be one of the few that actually knows Huixin on a personal level when she has almost forgotten that when her boss made up her made, it was impossible to sway her. How could she have forgotten something so important? This trait used to be something that Shieta has oh so admired. Something that Shieta loved to see. But now.. it had become something like old chewed up gum stuck under a students desk rotting away. Something that clogged her throat and made her want to look away. "...Fine then. It seems like you have healed well enough that you can hold complicated conversation without being bent over in pain. Here, take this and go talk to the others. " Shieta's face scrunched up almost inaudibly, and changed the subject smoothly. Right, keep her head calm. Whatever Huixin wants to do with her life, it's not any of her business. She turned her head away from Huixin and handed the other a vial of clear medicine before shooing her out. "Now go, the others need you. Shoo." [Read more] |
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Posted: Sat, 03/08/2024 16:39 (1 Year ago) |
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As much as she pities Ophielia, she would be lying if Shieta said she didn't hold a single grudge against her. Afterall, she was one of the main reasons of the emotional downfall of her old friend. Sometimes Shieta wants to ask Huixin, what in the world does the other see in her. But they had this conversation one too many times that Shieta fels like she already knew the answer already. But it doesn't keep her from asking out of her own selfishness once again. "...What do you even see in that women? Do you pity that she is trapped? Or do you relate to her? Tell me Huixin.. I don't understand." [Read more] |
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Posted: Sat, 03/08/2024 05:03 (1 Year ago) |
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Nodding in satisfaction, she jotted down a few notes into the medical database within the computer, before sliding open a drawer and grabbing a cup and a painkiller. "Anyways take this for now before I prescribe you something later. I'm sure the kids are worried sick about you... Probably. I mean it's not often that they see you as a mess, I bet Xuanji is going to take so many pictures of you as a memento of today." Shieta stated as she handed the pill and cup of water to Huixin with a straight face and tone. If anyone else were in the room, they'd be thinking that Shieta was the one lacking empathy between the two of them. "That aside, how's the situation with you and your ex?." Shieta says bluntly with her arms crossed and eyebrows raised. [Read more] |
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Posted: Sat, 03/08/2024 04:10 (1 Year ago) |
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"The patient is not yet fully recovered. Everyone please leave the operation room until further notice. You can bother your boss later once she is in a healed state." Shieta stated bluntly as she pushed everyone at the operation room. Despite her short stature, her arm held an surprising amount of power. Once everyone except her and Huixin is out the room, she turns around to face the other with her arms crossed. Shieta scans the patients up and down and grabs her stethoscope. "Now that it's just the two of us, be honest with me Huixin. Where does it hurt?" [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 02/08/2024 06:02 (1 Year ago) |
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To the lesser harmed members, Shieta could just simply pass out her specially crafted medicine. However simple potions won't be able to wholely heal a few cracked ribs. By the time she was able to touch her phone again, did she receive the emergency news from Huixin. Her heard almost dropped. The battle was at pause.. but her boss seems to be not in good shape. "Saeng-i can you handle the rest of the patients? If not, then use the emergency stash that I prepared. I understand you're confused but now is not the time to dawdle, I must attend your boss back at base immediately. Call me if you need anything.. I trust you my prized disciple." With one final trusting nod towards Saeng-i, Shieta made her way back towards the base. Thankfully the roads weren't blocked at this time so it took less than a few minutes to arrive at their home base. Entering through the secret entrance with her key card, Shieta immediately knew where Huixin was due to the smell of blood. Her heart beating rapidly, she called over any leftover personals of the medical staff and immediately brought the unconscious Huixin over to the operation table. "Shit.. if you knew you were going to over do yourself like this I'd much rather..." Shieta didn't complete her sentence. She knew that if this women was not reckless at all despite how she seems. If anything, she probably planned the whole scenario out. Down to even her curse words earlier. That was how meticulous the other was. Shieta shook her head, and put on her gloves. She immediately went to work. Now was not the time to focus on her own emotions. The patients life in front of her was far more important. Each and every second could mean life or death, so it was the medics job to ensure the livelihood of their people. And Shieta's people includes Huixin too. 'So don't die on me.' [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 02/08/2024 00:53 (1 Year ago) |
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Shieta had on hand on her phone rapidly typing away as more and more notifications from various departments of the Mafia sending her news of the front line situation. Shieta gritted her back molar and requested for backup to the frontlines. Putting the phone against her shoulder, Shieta listened in on the call. If her calculations were correct, she should still be in the car, soon to arrive at the destination. Shieta needs to know the general estimate of how many casualties this battle may have. Especially since the ESA's nuclear weapon was joining them as well. "Hey Huixin, any ideas how many casualties this may cost us? I need to know in order to prepare to understand whether or not I should be at the front lines with you or not. Especially since She is joining this battle at full capacity as well." [Read more] |
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Posted: Wed, 31/07/2024 05:52 (1 Year ago) |
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Shieta watches Huixin as she marches off for a moment, before shaking her head and heading towards the basement. Now thd easy part was over, the hard phase small now begin. This was what Xueyu called a "elite boss" in her games right? When enemies are harder to combat through and they could take a lot more damage? However, Xueyu wasn't tanky. If anything, out of everyone, she probably had the least amount of exercise and built up muscle. Even her dear little disciple Saeng-i who didn't even go out into the field often would probably win a battle of arm wrestling between the two of them. As Shieta was occupied with her thoughts, the elevator finally reached to the bottoms most layer of the basement. It was luxurious, elegant, and gaudy in all just the right ways. Clearly, it shows that the interior was probably chosen by Ldeya. However, unlike the outer appearance, you can hear the sounds of makeshift gunshots and faint groans of anger and as well as the occasional "Ha! Eat that noob!" Coming from the corner of the room. There sat a very internet addicted child name, Yu Xuanji. Also known as the youngest of the Mafia. [Read more] |
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Posted: Wed, 31/07/2024 04:42 (1 Year ago) |
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And just as unfortunately, Shieta was a workaholic. It was only by the time she was done with rearranging another fellow members organs did she finally had the time to check her phone for the latest news. Shieta raised an eyebrow in curiosity. She knew this cat and mouse game was going to end eventually, but it seemed like the Elite Security Department worked faster than she had thought. Handing the patient to another young medic, Shieta took off her gloves and mask and put them aside. She squints at her phone screen scrolling for any additional information as she walked down her hallways, her boots leaving no sound as if she were just a ghost passing by. However, the members of the Mafia bowed to her with respect as if they knew this small lady were no ordinary individual. Afterall, she has at least saved every single members lives at least twice no matter how critical. Soon. after many twists and turns, she heard the sounds of heels clicking within the hallways. Shieta sighs and finally put her phone away. Her previous stoic expression turned drained. She gave an resigned sigh and nodded towards the tall figure entering her view. "Hello Boss, with how excited you are, I'm assuming you already have a plan?" People would call her crazy saying that Huixin looked happy right now, but perhaps it was just the years of expertise that allowed her to read every crease and folds down to the knit of her brows. No matter how numbed the other looked, Shieta just somehow knows. Perhaps she has cracked the code, Shieta muses, humored by the idea. [Read more] |
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Posted: Mon, 29/07/2024 22:18 (1 Year ago) |
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Phoebes trailed off thinking off into space on how a mute person would communicate in a conversation between those who have no speech dysfunctions. She has never met folks like those before in the years she been outside, so her had limited knowledge of them. Plus, Phoebes wasn't the type to read books anyways. Rather, she would put them into better use as fuel into a fire. Phoebes turned back to Mister Slenderman and awaited his response after letting go of their hands. [Read more] |
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Posted: Mon, 29/07/2024 21:22 (1 Year ago) |
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"Alcyone my dear friend! You finally caught up huh? I thought you fainted from all the weight you're holding hehe." Phoebes laughed cheekily as she squeezed her into a tight hug before letting go. She took a step back and grabbed Mr. Slendermen by the hair and dragged him over to Alcyone to introduce them to each other. "Mr. Slendermen this is Alcyone, and Alcyone this is Mr. Slenderman! Now you two say high to each other alright!" Phoebes paused realizing something. "Oh wait, Mr. Slenderman is mute.. well you two can always just shake hands! Here!" With one hand Phoebes grabbed Mr. Slenderman's hand, and with the other she grabbed Alcyone's, and with both hands in her grasp, she forced them together with a big bright smile of pure naiveness. It was as if the previous argument with Persephone was all but just an illusion. [Read more] |
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Posted: Sat, 27/07/2024 04:40 (1 Year ago) |
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What was this? Jealousy? Phoebes had thought they were similar to one another, and perhaps by getting close to such individual Phoebes would finally crack the code to become human. So what was this? Phoebes knits her eyebrows. She wasn't exactly offended as she has been rejected in methods way worse to the one Persephone did, but she wasn't exactly happy. Should she be gracious that she has been let go rather gently this time? "..At least I didn't get slapped this time." Phoebes muttered, her voice filled with make shift grievances that sounded so real that it almost seems like she was actually wronged. Her hand rested on her check reminiscing on the phantom pain of the past. Right! She should be positive and be happy of the improvement that she wasn't at least slapped or kicked away like a rag doll this time around! This was ground-breaking improvement! The drooping ahoge of hers suddenly popped up as if it had all of the sudden regained life, and her red petaled eyes twinkled with motivation as she stared at Persephone's far away back. Cupping her hands around her mouth, Phoebes yelled across the halls. "Persephone if we graduate together promise me that you'll call me Fifi okay! So before then, I'll gatekeep this nickname just for ya!" It was a promise not just for Persephone, but also a promise to herself that she was going to debunk whatever the thing called 'Human Emotions' were by the end. [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 26/07/2024 03:26 (1 Year ago) |
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"Waah.. you were like this last time too! You rattled on about how I was insignificant compared to you, and how I should've get lost.. sniff Persephone you're one of the most cruel person I've ever met in my whole life!" Phoebes blabbed. She didn't actually feel aggrieved, but she'd like to think that if she could feel more she would have been. If she we're just a bit more humane, even emotions like scorn, and hatred would've felt nice. But unlike everyone else, she is artificial. Phoebes whole entire face dropped, from her eyes to her lips. She pucked out her lips and looked at Persephone sadly. She didn't know why she was trying so hard this time, but Phoebes didn't like the sinking feeling in her chest. This couldn't be an emotion. It mustn't. Afterall, how could a emioyion she so eagerly wanted to feel.. could feel so.. ugly? [Read more] |