SpiritOfWrath
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He froze. "The knight? Black armor?"
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"See? 'I don't know why I'm here' is a little more than suspicious." He knew he was being cruel, but... he couldn't stop himself.
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"Sorry." Patch looked around, hesitating. "Are you sure we should free this person? They may be here for a reason. This is pretty out of the way, and it seems like the infrastructure is pretter intentional." He nods.
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BY THE WAY
in case anyone wasn't aware, you can see your total postsincluding FGaRS
in the Leaderboard. It doesn't have everyone, but it goes all the way to someone with 3000 posts (Slowswift)
So if you want
*shrug*
SPARK DOES NOT HAVE THE MOST POSTS, despite common belief.
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He shook his head. "No idea."
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“I’m Cor. I… sometimes…” He indicated the plate at his neck, “sometimes the Ceramists’ darkness bleeds out. I don’t have control, then.”
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The second best revenge is to make every wheel they see jam and refuse to rotate normally.
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Patch holds his hands up but doesn’t reveal the cube. “I’m Patrick. From the airport.”
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He pockets it, then takes a breath. It was time to reveal himself. He stepped from where he was hiding. @IcedOutPenguin @Argenti
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Cor frowned suddenly. “Sorry! Sorry. It’s difficult to… er… feel correctly. Especially after I change.” His hand started to scratch at his neck, but he stopped it before he touched the ridge at his shoulder. “I don’t want to fight.”
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Patch does as well, but attempts to stay hidden.
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End placed a finger on the plate lodged in his neck. Darkness flooded from his body and into the plate, and he straightened, sighing and smiling contentedly. Cor (Same body as End) stepped towards Wit, smiling unnervingly. “Hey!”
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A hulking figure stepped into view, bleeding a dark green blood and sustained by a mass of machines on its chest. {Do not resist.}
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End placed a hand to his side, and the slender blade of darkness he held dissolved into the crude clay plates imbedded into his arm. He watched Wit, but did not approach.
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Patch watched, but kept distance.
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{Do not resist.} Pressure released from whatever dropped, and it made a loud hissing sound. Dark liquid creeped across the ground.
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@Spark of Hope
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Screams erupted from where they were. They heard the sounds of metal screeching against concrete, and loud sirens in the air. The smell of burning filled the air. {Your involvement will be audited shortly.} They heard metal slam into the ground somewhere in front of them. @KaladinsSenseOfHumourSpren (Bus was late, the STAP-L directed you to crowd, and then you were told that you would be “audited”, and then the above.)
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Wrath is very anxious about the class
other than that he’s fine, he guesses
he’ll return to roleplay in a bit
he’s sorry bout that
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I can't anymore
I can't do work for my teacher. It's legitimately getting worse and worse, and the lowest point of every day is entering her class. I'm always afraid that she'll call me to talk to her and I'll have no response to her except to tell her that she's a terrible teacher.
A recurring metaphor I have thought up for the situation (yes, this is the extent of my frustration) is as follows:
She spat in my eyes and asked me to follow her. When I can't, and won't, she spits at my feet.
And I don't know what I'm going to do. I can barely function, I've become more and more impulsive, and my brain shuts down every time I think of the class. Which is often.
She met with my mother (Grudgingly mind you. Guidance had to call her to secure the meeting.) for an hour and a half and gave no ground. Apparently, she told my mom that she would let me redo my assignments, but whenever I try to mention it, she acts like she didn't. I'm going to try to pressure her to acknowledge it, but... I'm not confident. (This being done by emailing her that I turned in my assignments that had poor grades, and maybe saying I was hoping to get the grade up...)
But I don't know what to do if that doesn't work.
SpoilerI've been having thoughts of SH, and that is probably the scariest part of all of this.
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‘Tis my solemn conviction that it sounds smarter to use common words in unconventional ways than to open a thesaurus
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Oop woah i should be scared
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Y’all! I made a Substack account, and made my first post, announcing the installation I’ve been talking about.
I have THREE slots of people that can know what account it is. A few people get to know automatically, cuz I’ve met them IRL. They won’t take up slots if they want it.
( @Keke, @DragonHeir, @Kino. I summon y’all. ) [All of em agreed]
1. Honor’s Ghost
2. CoderDragon
3. Spark of Hope
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@Spark of Hope @IcedOutPenguin @KaladinsSenseOfHumourSpren Finn stared at the sky, then swore when he saw what it was. “A spacecraft? I thought the spaceport was closed today?” {Get away, while the crowd is distracted.} {You will be audited for your involvement.}
