[ LEVEL TWELVE - BGM12 - STATUS: CONFLICTING - UPDATE ] Had he said something funny? He wasn't laughing at him...was he? Ow... No wait! It was his energy! Anthony's energy was that of a thousand burning suns, so it was no surprise it effected people like this. To even make the once always quiet Cherno laugh like this just proved its intensity! That helped explain some of the differences. He felt more mighty than ever right now. Though the hair ruffle did embarrass him to the point of a slight blush and caused him to look away. No one had done that before. No, it was saved for TV brothers or something like that. Then again it wouldn't be the first time a character done this to someone unrelated to him. He could think of examples, but became to preoccupied with what the Master of Logic was doing now. Oh a bag! It looked like gifts were inside... Was this Santa!Cherno? Seemed jolly enough, even said the word. Twice. Was that...a video game? It didn't even take enough time for him to see the title before he reached to take it out of excitement. MASTER HAS PRESENTED ANTHONY WITH A GAME. Wait. Did he really just ask who was Cherno? With that he didn't even have the chance to read the card to try to figure out what 'upside to the rebound' meant. He could only look at the taller male, baffled and in shock. "Um...you're Cherno."
→ Save The game has been saved. → Kill them? How? The reply was sent. It felt strange, standing outside and waiting for a stranger's reply so intently. Especially when the stranger was possibly stalking you and didn't really seem like on to answer questions. In fact, he or she probably won't even- Beep. Oh...well that was unexpected. You tried asking what they had meant by this, but no more replies came that day. That is not until the usual goodnight message. Not that you were even going to lay down, still being focused on what they meant. At this rate another sleep deprived night would surely commence. Who to trust? Well your brother for one. The two of you have been through thick and thin, growing up neigh inseparable. And your co-workers... Well, there was just hardly anyone to distrust so this felt silly. Why were you getting so worked up something a possible deranged stalker said anyway? Ah. Maybe it was a patient that had been released. Were they off their meds? What a shame. You'll have to look into that later... Ahh...yes...just an old patient... It wasn't good news, though somehow you felt suddenly relieved enough to drift off into a peaceful slumber. A rather pleasant dream followed which was only ruined by the morning's alarm, and with it the good morning text. Seriously, it would have been welcomed if it were someone you knew. In fact it would have been nice to greet each day with a nice text wishing you a fair day and asking if you were okay. And perhaps this thought tricked your sleepy mind into texting back, saying you were fine today, as if talking to a dear friend. No reply came from that though, which shattered the illusion. Hm..oh well. Time to start the day. Spoiler: Menu Clothing Top; Shirt: White t-shirt → Long sleeved gray shirt Coat: N/A → Doctor's coat Bottom; Pants: N/A → Black slacks Accessories; Sliver watch Inventory; Grey flip phone, notepad, black ink pen, flash drive, brown leather wallet with a photo ID, a credit card, a few gift cards, and fifty dollars in cash Status; Well Rested, healthy, no ailments Note: Not much change from Day One, but that will soon change. Ah, what was that racket? From the moment you stepped outside a loud...noise could be hard. At first you thought it was music but now it just seemed like static. Low pitch, distant, and yet your ears still felt like they were going to bleed. You wanted to know what it was, but the desire to just get away from it was stronger. And so you got in your car and drove away. It took a while but you finally drove out of range of whatever that was. And once it was gone a sigh of relief escaped you and you could breath once more. Good riddance. Taking your mind off of that now you pulled into your reserved parking spot and got out to get to work. Again you arrive just right before your shift starts, feeling guilty at not being at least a little early. In any case it seems like there's going to be another session with Marie. How will you handle it this time? → Maybe I'll try to find out about how she almost became a demon. → I could ask who she thinks is a demon around here. → I can try and convince her it's safe here. → Save I should also mention you can check the menu (which used to be titled as items) at any time. I'll post it whenever there's a change though but if it's been a while, like maybe a few pages, I can post it again.
I've tried them all (almost), and wow giving up defense was awful. So never done that again. Instead I dropped either the wand or sword, which wound me since I love magic. But it was also easily made up for so it was taking the sword and leaving magic for the most part.
That's why you don't feel it then. Put the Christmas tree up, touch it, embrace it, let it know that you love it and it's the only one for you.
If a style is what you want, then rest assured. Every time I see a picture from you I know it immediately, since you do have a defined style. But that isn't what's important. Styles change as the artist does so don't feel as if it needs to be fixed, like it has to be a certain way. So it shouldn't even be worried about, it normally just happens anyway. And I've seen you improve over these years, getting better and better each time you post something. Simply amazing process and results. So if you do stick with art then well I'm sure you'll be fine. And if not then well it can always remain a hobby or something of sorts. As for these, they're simply wonderful c: Either way good luck, hope you find your way.
Pretty neat. Working with sprites can be super time consuming so bonus points for being that patient. The text seems really out of place though? Maybe if it matched the 'VS' text it'd be better but it's just...black and there. White would be better, and an outline or shadow since if it was white it'd be hard to see without something like that.
I don't see where you can add color to the first one without having it be too much color for something like that. As in, maybe the bubbles but there's a lot of them...depends I suppose. They would have to be the same color though, and I think they're blue originally? so also wouldn't fit in with the other colors.) I like it how it is though. Both are pretty cute and with how much you use this style of editing I'm sure you're going to be a pro at it, if not already least close to being one.
Maybe focusing all their efforts on one person would quicken the results of this battle, but Hayden was already fighting three on her end. And Kaito would be left free to think about his moves more carefully and could possibly figure out the easily method to win this. She needed to focus on what's at hand anyway, and not get distracted as proven when the ribbon got a cut. But it was small and it remained attached to her arm, and thus she was still in this. Wouldn't it be better if a familiar held it instead...but as she said they were not in this battle that would be too unfair. These thoughts went through her head within seconds, giving her time to think of another attack the moment she regained her balance. It was a flurry of strikes as she hoped to knock Kaito down or even break his sword.
[ LEVEL TWELVE - BGM12 - STATUS: CONFUSED - UPDATE ] Standing alongside Cherno, Anthony tilted his head. Sure the guy always talked in this 'hip' way, which was super cool, but it was off today. Not to mention he didn't seem to recognize him. How could someone forget such a great hero! Especially the idol of said hero. Frowning he looked up to the Master of Logic, waiting for him to spit out the question already. But first there was more talking and even a knee slap. Was this really a time of knee slapping humor? He didn't think so, being as disappointed as he was. Wait. Pleasure to meet you? Pleasure to... "Pleasure to meet you? We already know each other...I'm Anthony Evans, The Hero of the Estate!" Woo. Saying his full title again lifted his spirits. Some. Maybe this was a clone, sent in to find out about them then send that information back to its dark lord. Or did it eat people to take their forms! Oh no. Not Cherno! Even if he was delicious that's no excuse! No...no he couldn't get eaten. Far too smart for that. So if not a clone then what...? An evil spell? Hm...he would have to investigate further. "Because you're the most logical person I know, the greatest mind and strategist alive! Really cool and fly, you dig?" Heh. He always wanted to try and see how it felt saying that. And now that he had he felt giddy, on top of the worry, which resulted in some nervous laughter. Oh but that was his thing so it'd only this once. Yeah only this time, never again. Probably.
[ LEVEL TWELVE - BGM12- STATUS: EXCITED - UPDATE ] Harley! That's what his name was. He'd try to commit it to memory, but it felt as if it wouldn't stick. Oh well, it mattered little since people rarely used names in conversations anyway. Least he thought so...then again he used their titles a lot... Well that'd just be a problem for another time. "Anthony Evans, Hero of the Estate." Wow, been a while since he's used his full title. He'd almost forgotten about the quest that granted him the right to be called hero. How silly, to forget something so important. Though now his gazed followed Harley's, landed on Quin's door. Was he a friend of her's? Was he a reaper too? Another question was thrown his way. Sheesh, he knew he was popular but these were boring things to ask. Why not talk more about his monster slaying skills or something? "The Archer of Death," he answered even with the boring nature of the question. "But she'll be busy now so, to the hot springs!" There was a spring in his step as he made his way to the elevator. He didn't stop to see if he was being followed or not and simply hummed to himself until they reached the hot springs. Well, the area before which had spots for their clothes where towels were now held. He didn't...want to undress around someone... He couldn't. Maybe taking off his shirt was okay, but not everything. So he could just...relax in the pool of water in his shorts? Yeah, sounded like a plan. So once jacket and shirt had been stuffed in a spot he ran out to the hot springs area, only to stop in his tracks. "Master of Logic!" Running to crouch next to the male he poked his face to see if Cherno noticed him. Also to make sure he was solid, to avoid him poofing again like he did at Brian's house. "I didn't know you were coming. Where you've been?"
[ LEVEL TWELVE - BGM12- STATUS: EXCITED - UPDATE ] Turning he saw someone speaking to him. Oh it's...well he still didn't know his name. It was hard, thinking of names when the person did not have a title in his mind. Perhaps he will give this male one, if he stayed around long enough to. Anyway, he was asked something so time to answer. "Yeah, kinda." It was a short, lame reply but his thoughts still lingered on trying to title the unknown one. Hm...maybe...ah no that won't work. What about...nah. Okay nothing was working right now. "But I think I'll just go to the hot springs soon. Never been in a hot spring before... Gonna be fun!"
lol "I-I didn't mean it like that! B-baka!"
it'd be nice if you two said where your ribbons were oh and for shiina too. unless i missed that
[ LEVEL TWELVE - BGM12- STATUS: EXCITED - UPDATE ] "HOT SPRINGS HOT SPRINGS HOT- Ow." Someone seemed to have 'accidentally' bonked him on the back with their luggage, probably due to his annoying ramblings that had only gotten louder the closer they came to the doors of the resort. But like that would actually hurt a warrior like him or even dampen his spirits. After running inside he found himself being ushered to make sure he was signed in so he wouldn't be forced to pay later. What a nice teacher, his homeroom teach, to watch out for him like this. She even gave him some candy which he happily gnawed away at while wandering about. What a nice place this was! So Japanese and cool. But first's thing first. To locate his chambers. It wasn't that hard, not with the wise guide's help. What a smart being that thing was. Aha! And he was the first one to this room as well. He was just on a roll today. Or was everyone else really that slow? Oh well, in any case he claimed a bed by placing his bag on it before stretching out. However neat this room was it'd be a shame to spend all day here while there were still so many quests to do out there. And thus he ran back into the hall to continue his searching. That's when someone familiar entered the third floor hall. "Ha-ahh!" He tried calling out to Quin, but it seemed that she entered her room before he could reach her. Though perhaps she heard his voice? It was just that...he really had hoped to talk to The Archer of Death and figure out her view on that...event. Though maybe now would be a bad time? It was relaxing time after all. So maybe...just for now...they could just hang? So he'd wait outside of her door, hoping she had heard him to avoid looking like a creep just standing there. Oh. Someone else had come up shortly after she did too, it seemed. ...Herbert? Nah, that couldn't be his name. Well, whoever he was he came with Allison. Someone in the network fancied her, so if he got something about her, like favorite colors or foods, maybe he could get some free games... No sidetracking though. Quin time. Hopefully.
this is fire's doing but yeah posting this here for future reference for myself. just anthony's stats on everyone though numbers were random and for the newbies it was guessed so that will likely change. some may change for the oldies too iunno Spoiler special traits M + 30 Cunning Eleanora +35 Magic John +50 Judgement Brian +40 Style Beau +35 Water Resistance Aileen +30 Reflexes Cristina +25 Stealth Quin +30 Aim Harley +10000 Creepiness. I mean +30 Athletics Altair +40 Cursedness (+30 strength) Zeke +30 Gun Skill Tyler +30 Strength Zoey +40 Speed (at undressing) Cherno +50 Logic Marigold +??? Temp +400 Bitchness (+40 Lure) Heidi +30 Charm Elizabeth +2000 Craziness (+50 Fatal Strikes) Daniel +50 Stealth Alli +4000 dorkiness but iunno for real i quit now done
Kaito's counterattack was dodged, though just barley. And normally she would attack again, but it seemed that the other was going for her ribbon. Realizing that one was smart she jumped back, gaining distance between her and her foes. No one in the first match had gone for the ribbons, so it was actually nice to see someone finally doing that. Maybe they were all out to prove their worth strength wise rather than intelligence. But it seems with the wolves and Shiina to worry about now she would be safe from Hayden trying to snatch her ribbon. She just hoped her partner was careful. So now with that out of the way she began running to the side, flanking Kaito this time rather than running straight at him. However once she reached him instead of just attacking she jumped, flipping to add more momentum for when her sword came crashing down at him.
Smiling to Shiina as they entered the stage, Scarlet tied the red ribbon she was given around her arm. "Those are some might looking wolves you got there. With powerful friends like those, you'll be fine." She said, trying to reassure her partner. With them being the red team this match that made the other two team blue. "If you think you can't last a long match just aim for the ribbons. Get them off and we win. Okay?" Calling out her sword now she stood ready, her raven flying above and the tiger to the sidelines. "My familiars won't be participating in this match, so pay them no mind." While Shiina needed her wolves, it seemed, Scarlet did not need her partners. And with the numbers already in their favor it felt fairer this way. And so it was just the two opposing forces against her and her partner, ready to duke it out. 321START With the sound of the buzzer the match began, but she did not move right away. Normally she'd use Invisible Wires at the start of a fight, but with the chance they'd hinder Shiina as well... So instead she began counting the distance between the two teams before finally lunging forth, deciding to focus on Kaito. Let's see how he fairs against a simple sideways slash attack...then follow it up with an upper slash.
it's good. poor hayden, i feel bad for pitting her against scarlet now :'c but better than a pk i guess and also was random soooo....either good or bad luck. least shiina balances it out
[/url] It was going off again, her phone. Just ringing on the dresser, neglected and alone. Standing next to it Daniel could see the caller ID on the screen. 'Bitch,' it read. And she really did not wish to speak to that woman, especially not after yesterday's freak out. Plus she had just gotten out of a bout of depression, so having another one now...well, it wasn't desired. Still...it was either answer the phone or have the older woman appear at her door. With a sigh she gave in and picked it up. "God have mercy on my soul," she mumbled before answering. "Moy malenʹkiy tsvetok, eto khorosho, chtoby snova uslyshatʹ tvoy golos ". ("My little flower, it's good to hear your voice again.") It was hard not to gag at the Russian, but somehow she managed. "Mama," she said with the best happy tone she could muster. Being nice to her was so hard... It hurt. Why could she be a bitch to everyone else but her? Was it fear? Probably...even now as she lived on her own she feared they could get to her somehow. Maybe she could just move out of the state or something...if she doesn't die before then. "What do you want, Mama?" "It's lovely here in the America. Too many sights to see in a lifetime but me and your papa certainly are trying. But the prices! They're too much, we need your help." Of course. It was for money, though at least she got to the point. "I don't have the money, Mama. I'm sorry but I can't help." "You can, precious. Just like you got us into the America. I already found nice-" And with that she hung up, tossing her phone to her bed. Good thing she was in her bedroom too, otherwise it would have been met with a wall. She started pacing in front of the mirror attached to her dresser, patting down her shirt. ""I won't help her. I'm above her...better. Prettier too. That's for damn sure... Let her be homeless for all I care, that fucking petukh prisoski." Content with herself she stopped her pacing and took a deep breath. Alright. She was better now. That was amazing, for it not to get to her as bad as it normally did. Just...thank god mama didn't know about that police incident. Shaking her head she snatched up her phone and tried to remember what she was doing before it went off. Hm...oh. Right, back to the streets. And hopefully to rank in the big bucks. ………………… Tumblr › Wearing › Mood ›› Calming Down › Interaction Level ›› 4
Surfer Santa: It's just really soft and pleasant to look at. The texture is neat as well. Muff Monkey: Probably the neatest text out of them all and the render is blended in nicely. Beau: Fluttershy eep <3 It fits here, even with that face. Nice background and like how it starts to fade 'round the edges.
