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  1. I think I am here.
    Wes continued to place the aluminium foil along the roof. He smoothed out any creases he could find, and when he approached near the Vortex he made sure to work as efficiently as possible. Up close, the Vortex was much scarier. A single mistake and Wes would be gone, maybe an abomination in his place. He gulped and continued to work. —- The edge of Lusk’s mouth curved upwards in a very slight smile. Nolastname hadn’t ever been grateful for Lusk’s efforts. Maybe the prospect of training this Atium Ferring wasn’t as impossible as Lusk originally thought, especially when he’d realised the trainee was a teenage girl. “You’re welcome,” he said, and looked out the glass window of the PlasmaCore building. “The AlleyStorm is coming,” he said quietly, clasping his hands behind his back and making himself younger so he didn’t need the cane to stand. “With it will come a boost of power, enough to cause this,” he gestured to the Vortex. “Go beserk.” “However, it’ll also provide a valuable training opportunity. The AlleyStorm will enhance our powers like it enhances all others. It will be useful to train in those conditions, but that is, of course, if we don’t get blown to atoms first.” He turned back to the Vortex. “This aluminium theory better work, or the DA’s our only hope of shutting it down, and I’d rather not place the fate of the Alleyverse into the hands of the people who made the Phoenix.”
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    It all happened so fast. In a flash Max’s vision was blinded by the glowing, flaming figure of Vesuvius as shrapnel and fire shot out from every direction, the cage blowing apart, the heat scorching Max from his hand, the closest point to Vesuvius. He yelled and suddenly the world shifted and turned and he fell onto a stone floor. Blinking, Max turned over and grabbed his right hand with his left. It burnt, it hurt so bad. Sethramir had been dismissed when the explosion hit, and Max looked upwards. Still in the sewers. Tilting to look at the dead bodies around, he was at Frob’s base. Althea must have elsecalled him. Max? He heard her voice over their bond and he groaned, sat up and leaned against the sewer wall, never finding the dirty watery liquid on the ground that splashed when he moved. He looked and saw her, and managed to push through the pain of his hand to talk. I’m here, he said, taking a pause to groan in pain again. Are you okay? Are you hurt? @Sorana
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    “You should...” Rob trailed off as he saw Leona look in his direction, widen her eyes, and then resume talking with Flid. What did it mean? Was there something wrong with him, his clothes? Speaking of thinking, Rob’s mind was on overtime trying to figure out what was wrong. Face still impassive, he looked over himself, shoes, trousers, coat. “You should join the philosophy club at school,” he said, then looked up at Ashlyn. “Hey, do I look alright?” It wasn’t until after he’d spoken did he realise it was a bit direct.
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    Brillin looked at Attayl and when he saw she was embarrassed he chuckled a bit. “No, it’s a good question.” Brillin made some gesture, to the air above him. “They found it out really recently. It’s what you call the air that’s super high up, beyond the birds and clouds.”
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    Lusk facepalmed. “What in rusting storms are you all on about?” He asked the underlings and then the DA member. The DA were coming to shut the Vortex down. Good, everything as to plan. He stayed mostly by the side, watching the events unfold. He saw the atium Ferring, Freedom, change her age and he walked over to her. “So,” he said. “Any recent developments?” —- Wes went over to the woman and tried to help her out as best he could. Together, they managed to get some of the roof done. @Silva
  9. I think I am here.
    No Korg?
  10. I think I am here.
    Silverlight? “They wouldn’t look like us because they would be from different planets. With different air, different water, different atmospheres. Different animals, different evolution, they wouldn’t have Harmony, they’re whole world would be different to ours, and the chances of an alien species looking like us is astronomically low.”
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    Brillin nodded, though it seemed Nerin was occupied. Perhaps saying these events would be a story wasn’t the best for someone who lived in them. “With every event given the respect it deserves, of course,” he said. “And names made anonymous.” He looked back to the phone, which now displayed some picture because he’d tapped. “Interesting,” he said, looking to Alyssa. “But even if it’s something I haven’t seen before, why would it be from another planet? And how would aliens look like us, and how would they even have technology we could interact with, and travelling across the world takes long enough, to different planets...” he shook his head. “It reads like a bad science fiction novel.”
  12. I think I am here.
    Brillin touched a random point on the glass covering Alyssa called the ‘screen’.
  13. I think I am here.
    Brillin pushed the button. The screen lit up. “Cute,” he said. “So you’ve hidden a small bulb inside.”
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    “I don’t even know what that is,” Brillin said, gesturing to the mobile. “Or why you would want to hold a piece of polished metal and glass.” He turned to Nerin, who’d entered the room, and calmed. “I am,” he said, smiling again. Gentlemen Jak? “Unfortunately no new stories, though with everything that has been going on, this will make a rather good one.” He’d already added a second note to his journal when he came back to write about this. Might want to make it a triple chapter.
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    “Beyond where?” Brillin said. He looked to Attayl for a second, and his tone went flat. “Unless you’re offering to take to this early other ‘planets’.”
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    “Anywhere out of this city,” he said. Then he looked to Attayl. “Thank you. I guess I’ll just have to stay here, for the time being, then.”
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    Rob shrugged, looking around. “I like thinking.” He paused. “Sorry. Maybe not the answer you were expecting.” He shuffled his feet awkwardly.
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    Ah, ok. Well then for my Magic I pick Bending from Avatar
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    “Commencing advanced ballista mechanics, test fourteen,” Pryclin “Price” Evada called out as scribes from all around the chamber they were in scurried off to meet with other, higher up scribes to note down the orders. Price stepped to the side, standing near to the wall of the underground cavern that had been dug out precisely for Tühine’s research and development troops. If only they were called troops. Price looked to the corners of the room where Tühine soldiers stood imperiously, donning the colour of their nation, without a doubt ready to carry the flag of victory across the sea to Cahaya. Did they know how lucky they were? He looked down again and shook the thoughts from his head. Daydreaming would not solve the problem. He could help his country in other ways. Two large objects entered through the open doorway of the cavern, both draped in brownish cloth stained with blood. On the opposite side from where they entered, scribes quickly began setting up targets. Simple constructs, square in shape with a dash of red paint in the center. They were lined up in rows and the two large objects were wheeled in front of them. The scribes looked to Price once and he nodded, they were placed correctly. “Commence regular Tühine ballista,” he said, and one of the clothed machines was unveiled to be a ballista. At Price’s orders the ballista was charged up, and then fired, the bolt scouring seven targets. The number was recorded down. “Commence advanced experimental ballista,” Price said. “Advancements include a new architectural design made for maximum penetration power, stolen Cahayan rope refined for a larger draw, as well as new mined metal for reinforcements.” The other machine was unclothed, it was still clearly a ballista, however some wood parts looked replaced by metal and there were two men ready to draw it back. “Downsides include higher expenses, two men required to operate and increased fragility.” On Price’s orders, the two men drew back the advanced ballista, and when he was ready they let go, the bolt moving like a snake with a blades head. All thirty-seven targets were scoured, an incredibly large number. However, one of the ballista arms was snapped. “Let this research period end,” Price said, noting something on one of his ledgers. Useful information indeed.
  20. I think I am here.
    Rob looked at Ashlyn and stopped doing his little shuffle he called a dance. “Hi,” he said back. He looked up. “Nice music, right?” He didn’t enjoy it too much. But he didn’t know how to small talk either.
  21. I think I am here.
    Multi-fandom RP? Reminds me of Nexus I’m willing to join. All five of the magics I pick are going to be centred around one attack (so lightningbending from Avatar, the red lightning surge from Voidbinding, force lighting and any others I can think of)
  22. I think I am here.
    Rob hopped out of the van with everyone else and as others entered within the building, glowing lights and loud music engulfing them, Rob stayed back, looking over himself. He would have been content with coming in his usual basic attire, but he knew he had to be formal. Trousers, a simple coat, red polo shirt and black bow-tie. Not too frivolous. A part of him was a little excited, though he didn’t show it. Prom. The day had come. And he wasn’t going as an independent either, he actually had someone who’d said yes. Even if that person was liked by another person. They could still enjoy the prom though, right? He stood up straight and entered through the double doors, the music’s bass rumbling though the floorboards and the multicolour lights reflecting off of their polished sheen. He looked around - this place looked bigger on the inside, and he found Leona by the snack bar, chatting happily with Flid. Rob paused, looked down then looked elsewhere. They’re just talking. He didn’t know hat to do with his hands so he just kept them in his pockets casually. And even if they aren’t, it’s not my business. I shouldn’t get in their way. But, Leona was his prom date. Maybe they’d forgotten, which was understandable. I could remind them, Rob thought. But I said I didn’t want to make a love triangle. I don’t even like Leona in the way Flid does. But still, it hurt a bit. Looking further around, Rob felt dwarfed by the disco. Taking one final look at the snack bar, he moved somewhere else, to a corner of the prom not as populated as the rest, and slowly began moving back and forth in what constituted as a dance.
  23. I think I am here.

    Happy birthday :) 

    1. Zephrun’s Imperium

      Zephrun’s Imperium

      Thanks! It's not actually 'til tomorrow, but I am HYPED!

    2. I think I am here.

      I think I am here.

      Oh :P My bad. Must be because I live in Australia.

    3. Zephrun’s Imperium

      Zephrun’s Imperium

      Well, it shows on the Today's Birthdays thing that it's right now, so you're not entirely at fault. 

  24. I think I am here.
    Rob roasted the dough thing they had made and he munched on it happily. He looked around, saw the pool at a small distance away. “Hey,” he said. “You guys want to see a cool trick?”
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    “Physical Realm,” Brillin repeated. Maybe she was with John, he thought. Shared delusions? But she was nice enough and Brillin didn’t mention it. “Well, I was actually just passing through, sightseeing,” he said honestly, laughing a little. How innocent his little venture into Elendel had been. “And now,” he gestured around. “I guess I’m stuck here until the gang war cools down.” Attayl walked in, with tea and explained she’d made it for Brillin. He smiled and took the bag of tea. “Thanks,” he said, sitting on the bed. He wanted to apologise for his actions while drunk, for being rude, but the woman, Alyssa, was here, and he didn’t need to let another person know about his little... affliction. “Everything okay?” He asked. He looked to the floor. “How’s the Parlour?” @Sorana
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