The spirit turned to the Lynel with the shield and sword. She jumped up, grabbing the horns, before she yelled and slammed it on the floor.
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The being in the armor just stares, their gaze was locked tight on Farosh's.
“Bold of you all to come at me with metal.”
She hissed, as she would focus on dodging what she could. She had to buy herself time to charge enough. She used her spear to help her maneuver.
The spirit turned to the Lynel with the shield and sword. She jumped up, grabbing the horns, before she yelled and slammed it on the floor.
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Hey. So let’s fucking not say TMI subjects to people, especially when they aren’t comfortable with it. Let’s also NOT flirt with people OOC, especially if they are already in a relationship.
You shouldn’t have to be told once, if at all. RESPECT PEOPLES BOUNDARIES.
Hey. So let’s fucking not say TMI subjects to people, especially when they aren’t comfortable with it. Let’s also NOT flirt with people OOC, especially if they are already in a relationship.
You shouldn’t have to be told once, if at all. RESPECT PEOPLES BOUNDARIES.
“Bold of you all to come at me with metal.”
She hissed, as she would focus on dodging what she could. She had to buy herself time to charge enough. She used her spear to help her maneuver.
“Bold of you all to come at me with metal.”
She hissed, as she would focus on dodging what she could. She had to buy herself time to charge enough. She used her spear to help her maneuver.
“Gonna guess these guys are gonna be in my way…”
She muttered to herself, getting into a defensive stance.
for a moment, just a moment, Farosh might see those two pitch white eyes staring at her like they did when she was cursed with that being of disgusting bloodlust.
“Gonna guess these guys are gonna be in my way…”
She muttered to herself, getting into a defensive stance.
“Fucina? Is that you?”
She asked softly, though her slight nervousness was shown with the shakiness in her voice. She was ready for a fight if it turned to one…
They faced away from where Farosh was, just staring off over the coliseum walls.
‘What the fuck…?’
She thought as she stared at all of the gloom. She started to carefully walk to the middle.
“Fucina? Is that you?”
She asked softly, though her slight nervousness was shown with the shakiness in her voice. She was ready for a fight if it turned to one…
"Such as?"
"...Odd flex..."
‘What the fuck…?’
She thought as she stared at all of the gloom. She started to carefully walk to the middle.
Considering there was a lot of noise, and no other movement in the area. . .the banging was coming from inside the thick brick walls of the arena.
What that was all about? Who knows… She couldn’t dwell on it. She needed to find out what this thing was doing.
‘What the fuck…?’
She thought as she stared at all of the gloom. She started to carefully walk to the middle.
however you can still interact with the event alt of this acc by using -{E<Missing}- at the start of a rp!~
however you can still interact with the event alt of this acc by using -{E<Missing}- at the start of a rp!~
What that was all about? Who knows… She couldn’t dwell on it. She needed to find out what this thing was doing.
Hullbreaker was planning something with Fucina, was the rumbling intentional, or the mountains themselves fighting back?
She saw how destroyed the area was. She frowned, before quietly pushing herself to move forward.
She didn’t want to be seen yet.
What that was all about? Who knows… She couldn’t dwell on it. She needed to find out what this thing was doing.
She saw how destroyed the area was. She frowned, before quietly pushing herself to move forward.
She didn’t want to be seen yet.
The terrain was also in this being's favor. . .and if it was the same as the being that infected Farosh. . .who knows what she was doing to poor Fucina physiologically
She saw how destroyed the area was. She frowned, before quietly pushing herself to move forward.
She didn’t want to be seen yet.
She pulled out her spear, preparing herself.
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That stone of hers did make her one hell of a stonewall when it comes to taking attacks. That's probably why Fucina had so long to write that letter before she fell.
She pulled out her spear, preparing herself.
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“No, no… FUCINA!”
She called, as she desperately started to search for her. She was growing ill from how anxious she was.
“Please be okay…”
A small puddle of gloom, one usually whenever something. . .or someone, becomes entranced and effected under its vile spell. .
“No, no… FUCINA!”
She called, as she desperately started to search for her. She was growing ill from how anxious she was.
“Please be okay…”
She won’t. She couldn’t.
She tucked the note into her pocket. She squeezed the ring, before it went into her pocket as well.
“I need to at least see what was wrong…”
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She won’t. She couldn’t.
She tucked the note into her pocket. She squeezed the ring, before it went into her pocket as well.
“I need to at least see what was wrong…”
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She was getting things off of the statues, till she cleaned one—only to knock something down… She quickly caught the item, opening it. She saw the note.
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It ominously hangs, swaying in the breeze as it ever beckons for Farosh to open it.
She was getting things off of the statues, till she cleaned one—only to knock something down… She quickly caught the item, opening it. She saw the note.
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