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35
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hotrod rockstar
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Aug 27, 2022 22:25:25 GMT
Post by felicity abadi on Aug 27, 2022 22:25:25 GMT
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MEET ME HALFWAY |
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Fliss had potential news that her niece was in New York, and she had no idea how. One moment again she was driving at night to get back home to her flat and prepare for her twin sister's discharge from the psychiatric hospital, then suddenly fighting egyptian mummies in the middle of Arizona. In broad daylight. And the weirdest part, is her bike is now kitted out with all kinds of new equipment and strange abilities. But it was also Fliss that felt different, like a new surge of power coursing through her veins.[break][break]
Her motorbike engine roared through the empty streets of New York, the motorbike leaving a brief trail of pixelated code and musical bars that flashed with various bright colours. Fliss passed under collapsing buildings, overgrown subway stations, crossed bridges that had been twisted and stretched like spaghetti - the whole world was going insane. It was like an apocalypse, but too neatly organised and arranged for it to be spontaneous. This felt well orchestrated and planned, was it all to do with this so called 'system'? [break][break]
Fliss' seductive figure arched over her bike as she gently squeezed the breaks, every street was the same, but eventually she made it to Time Square. There was nobody here, but the billboards were still flashing with light. Lifting off her helmet, she shook her head and pat down her fringe slightly, squinting up at the screens. They were all the same, flickering between the annoying avatar of 'Earth-chan' and then flashes of code like the matrix opening. "Fuck this." Fliss sighed, swinging her legs around and sitting on the bike as she leant over. If only her damn phone decided to work, she could try and make some calls. Katarina wasn't her daughter, but they were still family, and Fliss felt responsible for her niece. Especially with her actual mum supposedly returning back soon. [break][break]
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Aug 27, 2022 22:55:13 GMT
Post by Ollie on Aug 27, 2022 22:55:13 GMT
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Times Square, New York. Now this was a place that Olliver was starting to think that he would never come back to. After everything that had happened during his trial, and the events preluding to Earth-Chan's intervention in his life, coming back here had honestly seemed like a pipe dream. It wasn't all that long ago that people had started to hate him for being what some had considered a scalper and he was just about run out of town. But now? Well they were living in the apocalypse! If this wasn't something that he could consider to be a fresh start than what would be?! "Ahaha..!! Finally back home.. Guess I oughta thank Earth-Chan for setting up these waypoints if nothing else."
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Prior to his arrival via waypoint, Olliver had been off somewhere rather distant. He is fairly certain that it was in Greece but.. honestly, he couldn't really tell. Not that he had cared all that much. After all, he had managed to survive and make it onto another day. A day in which he could sit back and continue his various acts of trade. 'Honestly, with this newfound class of mine, there is no way that I won't reach the top. All that I have to do is build up a few trustworthy people and have them help me set up shop in The Hub. Once they trade me some decent goods, I'll be fully capable of exploiting the system. As probably one of the only people that can really even see the value of an item, it'll be a cakewalk~' A short bellow of laughter would escape from the mans lips as he had continued to make his way throughout the city.
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Having to bare witness to such a vastly full city being overrun by monsters and nature.. Well it wasn't all that exhilirating. There wasn't really much that he could do to protect himself at the moment so he was going to have to use most of, if not all of, his time playing it safe. Thankfully he had come here with a purpose because if he hadn't, he was sure that he would have gotten lost to the city. 'Alright. All that I am really hoping for at the moment is to find my old office. If I can come upon it, and it isn't distorted to all hell like the rest of these buildings, than I should be able to get a few things and head on out. Simple, really.'
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Even with such an idea in his mind, Olliver had known that it was going to be difficult to maneuver through these monster flooded streets. Even just coming this far from the waypoint, he had gone on to see a wealth of vicious creatures. Goblins, Orcs, Skeletons, Slimes.. You name it! If it was in a fantasy game at some point than it was probably seen in these streets. "Right.. So where exactly is it? With all of these buildings having stretched so high into the sky, can I really even track the place down? Honestly... How could the majority of the functions on this phone have stopped working.. My laptop too. This whole damn thing is so exhausting."
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As Olliver had continued on his way, his gaze would eventually find something far more exciting than his former place of employment.. Sitting there, atop an intricate looking motor bike, had been by far the most fit biker babe that he had ever laid eyes upon. Her entire figure had been rather seductive and truth be told.. It was rather distracting. But wait... Was she actually able to use this thing? As far as he had been aware, some kind of restriction had been placed upon all vehicles by Earth-Chan. Honestly rather curious to determine just whether or not she had managed to bypass the lock somehow, Olliver would begin to close the distance between the two of them. "Well hello there~ Might I ask you a rather quick question? Are you perhaps able to properly utilize that bike of yours..? And if so, just how in the hell did you manage to find a way to do that?" Yet another gamble that had left him with that exhilarating high. Even information could be traded.
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Aug 29, 2022 17:46:35 GMT
Post by felicity abadi on Aug 29, 2022 17:46:35 GMT
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MEET ME HALFWAY |
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Fliss was certain she had heard rumours of people able to use their mobile devices sometimes, was there something to bypass it? Fliss knew that vehicles and guns didn't work, but she was able to ride a bike, so maybe the same rule applied to a select few people. Unaware of the potential danger she was in, Fliss continued to hold up her phone in hopes that she might miraculously gain signal somehow. But it didn't work. Grunting, she slumped over the bike again and narrowed her eyes. [break][break]
The world was on it's side from the way she was laying, and she saw the silhouette of a large man approach her. Never a great thing to happen when all alone, and she immediately got defensive. Bolting up right, she had a hand on the bike and was ready to start the engine and get the fuck outta here. [break][break]
But the man seemed harmless, at least for now. [break][break]
"Oh," She tucked the helmet under her arm, relaxing slightly, "Hate to break it to you, but it came with my class choice. Don't ask me what it's called, it's embarrassing."[break][break]
Suspicious of his lone presence, Fliss looked around the abandoned streets of Times Square, "Did you have a tutorial too? I not long finished mine and came straight here. What the fuck is happening?" [break][break]
Groaning, she hung her helmet off the handle and stood up, holding out a leather-gloved hand out to the stranger. "I'm Fliss, from Atlanta."
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26
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He/Him
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Space Trader | Omni Assessor
UNSORTED
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Aug 29, 2022 19:35:34 GMT
Post by Ollie on Aug 29, 2022 19:35:34 GMT
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The questions that she had had for him were quite honestly rather good ones. Just what had been happening here? Aside from what he had known from the online forums and from his own tutorial, this all had something to do with this Earth-Chan. Whoever they were, they must have been quite the individual to alter the world in such a way. Or perhaps it was solely Olliver's perception of the world that had been changed. Honestly, there wasn't really any way for him to come upon any actual answers. Not yet. But perhaps in time he could buy those answers? Time would be quite telling in this regard.
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"You must have chosen one hell of a class if you are capable of taking to the road on that thing. If I had known that it was possible to bypass the system in some regard than I might have... Well I suppose that there weren't many options for me. There was only one class option for me so it's not like I could have swindled my way out of this fate." A bellow of laughter would begin to escape from the mans lips as he had begun to extend his own hand out towards Fliss. All that it would take was but a single shake for the mans smile to grow ever larger. "I myself am from these parts actually. Or I was. Albeit there isn't much left for me out here. Not now. Honestly surprised that I could even make my way back out here after the light had shot me off somewhere else. Guess that's Earth-Chan for ya."
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Turning his attention away from the woman for a moment and down towards her bike, Olliver would begin to look over every ounce of the bike that his eyes would permit. It was truly a thing of beauty.. and one that he was hoping to perhaps see more of in the future. "Given that this thing has to do with your class, I'm assuming that you can't really get rid of it. You can opt to sell other things though! And well, if you happen to have any other functioning bikes laying around, I would be glad to take it off of your hands."
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she/her
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bi-curious
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hotrod rockstar
UNSORTED
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Aug 29, 2022 20:23:15 GMT
Post by felicity abadi on Aug 29, 2022 20:23:15 GMT
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"Eh, I don't know. It's not like I get to ride a dragon or anything." Fliss smirked, gently caressing the bike, the engine seemed to whirr to life on its own, "But it's my bike. Better than any other mount." Curious as to what this person had to say, Fliss got comfortable again on the seat and stared up at the man. "Bypass the system? You think I managed that?" Fliss held her hand out in front of her, the system menu appearing with just a thought. Nothing looked out of the ordinary, but she hasn't seen many other menu's of people. "Just says I get to keep the bike as a passive ability. It means a lot to me though, so I'm glad."[break][break]
Strange to hear some people only got one class option, so far everyone she had met was given the choice. Fliss can't even remember what the other options were, it makes her worried if they would get rid of her bike in some way. God forbid. [break][break]
"Earth-Chan? You mean that little avatar thing is actually... Sentient?" That was a disturbing thought, and made Fliss furrow her eyebrows. "Sounds like some fucked up anime apocalypse." [break][break]
Standing up again to properly show Ollie the bike, she held out her hand as if it were on a fancy display. "Don't think I can get rid of it. My menu says it's my anchor, whatever that means." Tentatively eyeing up the man, she crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow. "Where abouts do you live? I can give you a ride somewhere if you want."
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26
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UNSORTED
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Aug 29, 2022 20:45:05 GMT
Post by Ollie on Aug 29, 2022 20:45:05 GMT
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Some kind fucked up anime apocalypse. This was by far the most apt description that the man had heard thus far. If he had been remembering correctly, there were a few animated shows that happened to have a relatively similar setting to the one that they had now been a part of. If it were possible for him to dig up some info on these shows than perhaps he could learn a bit more about such situations? Of course doing so via the internet was out the window. Phones and laptops had been good for none of that any longer. Maybe he could start to trade around for some of those books? Manja? Moongu? Something like that.
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Rather than dwell on that particular subject, Olliver would raise up a single hand and begin to tap away at the side of his head. "According to the system, my anchor is something a bit different. I suppose that it wasn't easy enough to define in more than a few words. I wish that it was something physical though." A bit of laughter would continue to follow the mans words before he had begun to lean further in towards the back. "If you really don't mind driving me around this place than it would honestly be quite appreciated. I'd rather not ride bitch though so.. Perhaps I can simply follow you in my own way?" It was with this that a subtle smirk would don upon the mans lips. "I guess that you could say that it's time to pack up and move shop." Although the man himself hadn't actually seemed to have been doing anything after making his pun, it was rather clear that something was supposed to happen.
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hotrod rockstar
UNSORTED
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Aug 29, 2022 21:37:16 GMT
Post by felicity abadi on Aug 29, 2022 21:37:16 GMT
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"Oh. Weird." Fliss thought that everyone got some kind of object as an anchor, but she had only properly got to know a few people. Was he implying that his brain is the anchor? Bizarre concept, one Fliss would do well not to worry about. It wasn't her problem.[break][break]
"It's fine, not sure how dangerous it is walking around here." Fliss took another moment to look around, unsettled by how quiet and empty the place was. "Just hold onto the back of the bike, not me." When Fliss swung her leg up high and over the bike, she scooted forwards to make more room behind her. Once putting on her helmet, she flicked up the visor and narrowed her eyes at Oliver. "You got a bike or something?" She made a point to lean back and look behind him, as if she had missed it. The things he said was weird, making strange remarks about not needing transport with a strange tone and expression. Was he not right in the head? Maybe it was a good idea he didn't get on the back of the bike. [break][break]
Instead, Fliss just sat there and awkwardly watched him. Nothing was happening. "Eh, whatever, just keep up I guess?"
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Aug 29, 2022 21:52:00 GMT
Post by Ollie on Aug 29, 2022 21:52:00 GMT
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While he may have looked a bit like an idiot at the start of this whole thing, after having charged up a bit, that was about to change. Seemingly created from nothingness, a sphere of stars would begin to burst into being around the man. As this would happen, his body would begin to lift off of the ground, sending him careening into the air a few feet. He still hadn't been all that used to these powers of his but.. Well at least this was the only one that he had to worry about actively controlling. "W-whooaaa~"
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A couple of moments would pass before the heavier set gentleman would manage to stabilize himself. Once he had managed to do so though, Olliver would offer Felicity a wink before preparing to take off down the road. "Let's see how well that ol' bike of yours can keep up!" And with that, Olliver would shoot off down the road, going a pace of forty miles an hour. Of course he wasn't all that sure how fast Felicity's bike was or how many monsters might have been lurking around the area. Whilst he may have been safe from any of the grounded beasts, he would need to be sure to keep a lookout for any aerial creatures. And well.. Even whilst flying overhead, he would be sure to keep a firm gaze on the girl below. He couldn't allow anything to happen to a potential trading partner, now could he?
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AGE
35
PRONOUNS
she/her
SEXUALITY
bi-curious
CLASS
hotrod rockstar
UNSORTED
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Post by felicity abadi on Sept 1, 2022 9:09:11 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","flisstempy"]
[attr="class","flissquote"] [attr="class","flissquoteinner"]
MEET ME HALF WAY |
[attr="class","flissreescroll"] That was... Unexpected. Fliss immediately held a hand over her eyes, then quickly shut the visor to shield her eyes. A visual cacophony of stars and space matter, swirling around the man as he rose into the air, wind whipping around him and kicking up the trash and leaves that littered these empty roads of New York. With the helmet covering her face, she always felt more comfortable expressing her true feelings towards things - nobody could see her scowl, roll her eyes or smile. Of course, when met with such a grand feat from a seemingly regular man, Fliss couldn't help but roll her eyes and return to a more deadpan expression. [break][break] 'How come everyone gets the cool shit?' [break][break] Not that she hated her bike, but still, it would have been nice to get a galactic dragon - the theme of stars seemed to be common among other players. "Okay, okay. Cool I guess." She revved her engine, the repetitive, droning beat kicking up once more. Stealth was just not her thing with this bike, she'd have to look into this some more. [break][break] "Oh trust me," Fliss let the engine roar once more, "It's still quick."[break][break] Taking off, Fliss let her tire screech ever so slightly as she took off down the road. One thing she realised about the world so far is that monsters were slow and she was not. A few times she almost got ambushed by creatures, but they all seemed to count on the fact that people were travelling by foot. So long as her bike had battery still, she could just keep on travelling. A renewable energy that gradually replenished over time. A never-ending road trip. [break][break] As the two went off down the road, Fliss would will her menu to appear within her helmet, like a VR headset HUD. Rather than one menu filling her central vision, various tabs appeared around her in an almost-360 fashion. Flicking her eyes to the party menu, she would send a request to Ollie, knowing it was always easier to keep track of people that way when travelling as a party. If he accepted, she would send him a message, since talking normally was impossible. [break][break] I'll hang back. You lead the way, I got time to kill anyway once we get to your place. Just be careful.
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[attr="class","flisstag"] Ollie
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AGE
26
PRONOUNS
He/Him
SEXUALITY
Pansexual
CLASS
Space Trader | Omni Assessor
UNSORTED
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Sept 2, 2022 16:26:18 GMT
Post by Ollie on Sept 2, 2022 16:26:18 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","landbor2"] [attr="class","landimgbg2"] [attr="class","landimage2"] [attr="class","landbod2"]
Traversing through the skies of New York, at a rate of forty miles an hour, had been an entirely new experience. At least in the manner in which he had been doing so. It wasn't every day that one had the capability to soar through the air above Town Square, after all! As he had done this, Olliver would be sure to keep an eye out on the surroundings overall. Whilst a moment before, he had been focusing on the possibility of a thread, that had no longer been the case. Bearing witness to how easily Fliss was able to navigate her way around the enemies, Olliver had felt as though he could remove any form of worry and begin to enjoy the surroundings in their entirety.
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Of course it wasn't too long before a party invite had been sent his way. Seeing that it was from Fliss, Olliver would proceed to accept it. He would than send off a quick reply to the message that she had sent him. No worries. It should really only take a minute once we get there. Or ten at most, given that I'll have to take the elevator on the way up and back down. Or do I?
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A few minutes would likely pass in the time that it would take for the pair to zip through the streets of New York. Olliver had been looking for the office building that he had last stayed in, given that he had a luxury suite on the top floor of said building, and was unfortunately having a bit of a difficult time tracking said building down. This was partially due to how high some of these skyscraper like buildings had now been but the main reason behind it was simply due to the fact that he usually had a driver that had brought him everywhere. Without a chauffer to offer directions, he was rather unsure if he could fully remember where the place was.
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Eventually the pair would find themselves outside of one of these extended buildings though. One that was so high that it seemed as though the top had seemingly not existed. Seeing how the entirety of this building had shifted, the heavier set man would simply sigh. "Of course this happens to the pad that I should be resting in." Shaking his head from side to side, the man would simply stare down at Fliss below. I am going to try and fly on up to my pad first and foremost. See if anything has changed. Message me if you need anything. He would then take off, shooting up dozens of floors before ultimately settling on the eighty fifth. All that was left for him to do now was to try and see if he could get the floor-to-ceiling window open from the outside.
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AGE
35
PRONOUNS
she/her
SEXUALITY
bi-curious
CLASS
hotrod rockstar
UNSORTED
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Sept 2, 2022 19:42:16 GMT
Post by felicity abadi on Sept 2, 2022 19:42:16 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","flisstempy"]
[attr="class","flissquote"] [attr="class","flissquoteinner"]
MEET ME HALF WAY |
[attr="class","flissreescroll"] Finally. Fliss found something on her HUD, or rather, the bike's HUD. A separate menu that was a lot easier to flick through when it hovered above her bike. All she had to do was move her thumb on some new keypad and the selected button changed. Turns out, the bike was set into an automatic music mode, which made sense since her class revolved around the use of music for various effects. All that she could sync to now was the classic roar of the bike's motor. Fliss loved music, but sometimes the engine was all she needed to hear. It was also quieter somehow, drawing less attention (if any) to the two of them. But let's face it, she's on a tron bike and he's a fucking space cloud. [break][break] Fliss scoffed to herself, and simply replied with a,[break][break] Sure. I'll wait down here. [break] A moment or two passed, Fliss wasn't sure. She had already taken off her helmet and was just sat on her bike. Her eyes drifted up the building that Ollie had flown up to, now losing sight of him. These things just went on for miles, the more she stared, the dizzier she felt. It was as if her own mind was about to be stretched up into oblivion. Flicking through her mobile, Fliss finally managed to find some semblance of a chat function, or rather, it found her. A global chat forum, but too chaotic to properly comb through it all. Regardless, she still sent out a message looking for people, much like millions of others in it. Felicity was about to try to see if she could direct message people, but she found herself abruptly choking. [break][break] Something coiled around her neck, and she was violently dragged off the bike. Fliss phone clattered along the ground, and she tried to reach for her bikes handle but her fingers slipped off. She couldn't see who was behind her, what was dragging her viciously off and across the pavement. She could feel some kind of cord around her neck, and two hands holding it tightly. In a panic, the only message she could send to Ollie was a jumbled bunch of letters, as the woman was too focussed on trying to breathe. [break][break] ASfll ## [HEl p
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[attr="class","flisstag"] Ollie
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AGE
26
PRONOUNS
He/Him
SEXUALITY
Pansexual
CLASS
Space Trader | Omni Assessor
UNSORTED
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Post by Ollie on Sept 4, 2022 4:50:50 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","landbor2"] [attr="class","landimgbg2"] [attr="class","landimage2"] [attr="class","landbod2"] 'Well.. I suppose that it's a good thing that the apartment seems to be in order at least. The only issue that I am now going to have is how exactly I plan on breaking through this glass. I mean, hell, tempered glass is rather difficult to break your way through. That's the reason that they install it in just about every housing situation.' Taking a moment to scratch at the back of his head, Olliver would begin to wish that he had a gun on hand. While there was one that was stashed away within a safe in his apartment, getting to that would revolve around him getting inside of the apartment. Thus he would find himself back where he had begun. Of course, even if he had a gun on his person at the moment, it wasn't as though he could actually fire it. Not with the restrictions that Earth-Chan had set upon the world. 'Fuck.. How am I supposed to do this? If I take too long than Fliss might-' [break][break] Almost as though he had jinxed himself by thinking of her, a holographic window would begin to appear before his very eyes. From the looks of it, this had been a message that was sent by Fliss. 'Oh? Does she miss me already?' Before even having taken a moment to read over the contents of the message, Olliver would find himself laughing at something that was rather ridiculous. The very notion of her having missed him was one that was so far misplaced that it couldn't even be funny. Especially not while considering what the actual contents had been. [break][break] [Fliss·to·Ollie ]
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ASfll ## [HEl p |
[break][break] Upon seeing the message that had been sent his way, the mans laughter would cease. Not only that but his eyes would crease as he had begun to wonder exactly what it was that was going on down below. 'Fucking Fuck.. I guess that I am going to have to go and check on her, huh?' Having completed his inner dialogue, Olliver would shoot back down the never ending building and would soar through the air until he had managed to spot Fliss. Given that the first thing that he had seen here was someone dragging Fliss along the ground with a garrote, the man had decided to throw himself into action. Admittedly, there weren't any sort of offensive skills that he could make use of here to try and put a stop to the individual's actions. What Olliver did have at his disposal though was the skill that he was already in the midst of using. That having been the case, Olliver would work to increase his speed to the max of the forty miles an hour before soaring directly into the individual that had been attempting to take the life of his newfound ban-.. companion. Such an action would absolutely wrack Olliver's body in pain!! As for the individual that had been attempting to take Fliss' life though? Well it wouldn't be too surprising to say the same for them. [googlefont=Poppins] [googlefont=Nunito] [newclass=".landbor2"] width: 450px; height: 100%; padding: 20px; text-align: justify; line-height: 20px; font-family: 'Nunito-Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin: auto; overflow: auto; background-image:URL(https://images2.imgbox.com/b3/f4/0gF1p8K1_o.png); background-size: 100%;[/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2"] width: 370px; height: 400px; padding: 20px; text-align: justify; line-height: 20px; font-family: 'Nunito-Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: #fff; margin: 20px; overflow: auto;[/newclass] [newclass=".landtag2] font-family: 'Nunito', sans-serif; font-size: 9px; color: #fff; line-height: 10px; padding: 9px; float: right; margin: 20px; border:solid 1px #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landimage2] width:100px; height: 100px; margin: auto; border-radius: 100%; [/newclass] [newclass=".landimgbg2] width: 100px; height: 100px; border-radius: 100%; margin: auto; padding: 5px; border: 1px solid #0c364c; border-left: 2px solid #7fd8fe; border-bottom: 2px solid #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2 b"] color: #65adc8; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2 i"] color: #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2::-webkit-scrollbar"] width:3px;[/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb"] background:#7fd8fe;border:0px[/newclass] |
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Bara is love, bara is life
AGE
Old
PRONOUNS
He/Him
SEXUALITY
Bara
CLASS
Staff
Moderator
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Sept 12, 2022 17:08:22 GMT
Post by thaos on Sept 12, 2022 17:08:22 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","landbor2"] [attr="class","landimgbg2"] [attr="class","landimage2"] [attr="class","landbod2"] [break] Horned Serpent [break][break] — LEVEL 5 — [break][break] PWR: 20 DEF: 15 SPD: 20 MAGI: 10 VIT: 15 WIL: 20 [break][break] The streets of New York were always large, and at night it used to dazzle like the night sky, the city bustling with a large number of people often helped distract everyone, or at the very least helped them ignore just how absolutely filthy it was. Though that was then, back when the world still had so many people... Back before the streets were littered with monsters, and that obelisk was in the middle of the city.[break][break] Through the alleyways, something sinister slithered. Since it had been created it had been alone, simply moving, crushing, and devouring all that it came upon. It found it liked sewage pipes, as it made it easier to move around. All it had to do was move through, and eventually push through one of those black disks on the ceiling, it was in the streets. Ready to take its next meal, this time when it rose, it founds itself in an alleyway, and as luck would have it; its next potential meal. [break][break] The fowl-smelling creature's scales smelled of sewage, but its speed allowed it to wrap its scaley onyx tail around ebony skin before the smell could tip its prey off. It grabbed it from some black thing, metal, and shiny. Perhaps it would eat that next, but it looked the way it could feel this one's warmth, its blood race through its veins in its neck.[break][break]  [break] The sound of slithering became even more apparent as it peaked its visage from betwixt the shadows of the alleyway. It had the body of a serpent being around 15 feet in length, its head, and its tail littered with horns of what appeared to be bone. It held sapphire blue eyes that burned with hunger, and a blue tongue serpent's tongue that flicked at the air as it slowly attempted to drag the woman toward its gray underbelly. If one didn't know better they'd think the creature was smiling, getting a kick out of trying to kill the woman in the slowest and most painful way possible before most likely trying to devour her. [break][break] [googlefont=Poppins] [googlefont=Nunito] [newclass=".landbor2"] width: 450px; height: 100%; padding: 20px; text-align: justify; line-height: 20px; font-family: 'Nunito-Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin: auto; overflow: auto; background-image:URL(https://images2.imgbox.com/b3/f4/0gF1p8K1_o.png); background-size: 100%;[/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2"] width: 370px; height: 400px; padding: 20px; text-align: justify; line-height: 20px; font-family: 'Nunito-Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: #fff; margin: 20px; overflow: auto;[/newclass] [newclass=".landtag2] font-family: 'Nunito', sans-serif; font-size: 9px; color: #fff; line-height: 10px; padding: 9px; float: right; margin: 20px; border:solid 1px #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landimage2] width:100px; height: 100px; margin: auto; border-radius: 100%; [/newclass] [newclass=".landimgbg2] width: 100px; height: 100px; border-radius: 100%; margin: auto; padding: 5px; border: 1px solid #0c364c; border-left: 2px solid #7fd8fe; border-bottom: 2px solid #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2 b"] color: #65adc8; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2 i"] color: #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2::-webkit-scrollbar"] width:3px;[/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb"] background:#7fd8fe;border:0px[/newclass] |
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AGE
35
PRONOUNS
she/her
SEXUALITY
bi-curious
CLASS
hotrod rockstar
UNSORTED
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Sept 16, 2022 17:25:22 GMT
Post by felicity abadi on Sept 16, 2022 17:25:22 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","flisstempy"]
[attr="class","flissquote"] [attr="class","flissquoteinner"]
MEET ME HALF WAY |
[attr="class","flissreescroll"]
Fliss cursed the fact she was wearing leather gloves, all she wanted to do was dig her nails deep into whatever hard surface had coiled around her throat. A foul stench filled her nostrils, and there was a roughness to the texture around her throat, abrasive on her soft skin. [break][break]
'Motherfucker'[break][break]
Fliss cursed to herself, and then cursed herself for her own weakness. She had managed to do fine escaping monsters, and the one time she makes a stop for some stranger, is the time she's in trouble. Unable to use either her bike or vocal chords, her body was dragged across the ground like the corpse of a swine on a butchers hook. Her eyes fluttered back, vision blurring from lack of oxygen, and all she could see was the writhing mass of shadows. [break][break]
Within it, a devilish white grin. [break][break]
A surge of stars cascaded into her peripheral, and then the force around her neck suddenly tightened. For a split second, she thought her neck was going to snap, but it finally loosened, and Fliss took in the largest gasp of air she ever had. Her body trembled, his strength weak as she scrambled along the floor to get back to her bike. Fliss didn't even turn to see what just happened, she just needed her damn motorcycle.
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[attr="class","flisstag"] Ollie
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AGE
26
PRONOUNS
He/Him
SEXUALITY
Pansexual
CLASS
Space Trader | Omni Assessor
UNSORTED
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Sept 16, 2022 18:03:06 GMT
Post by Ollie on Sept 16, 2022 18:03:06 GMT
[newclass=.OLLIE]--rinAcc1:#b99ed0[/newclass] [newclass=.OLLIE]--rinAcc2:#d189b8[/newclass] [newclass=.OLLIE]--rinIMG:url(https://animesher.com/orig/0/93/930/9300/animesher.com_blue-sky-stars-930021.jpg)[/newclass] [newclass=.OLLIE]--rinIcon:url(https://storage.proboards.com/7285740/avatar/thlVSHryhxavoSxBydkd.png)[/newclass] [nospaces] [attr="class","OLLIE"] [attr="id","rinBG"] [attr="class","rinBGIn"] [attr="class","rinSide"] [attr="class","rinSideBody"] [attr="class","rinNotes"] Class: Space Trader[break] Level: 1[break] PWR: F[break][break] DEF: F[break] SPD: F[break] MAGI: F[break] VIT: F[break] WIL: F[break] LCK: 1 [break][break] Equipped Item(s): Eagle Eyes, Love Potion [attr="class","rinIcon"] [attr="class","rinIconScreen"][attr="class","th th-stars-o"] [attr="class","rinBody"] One moment they are attempting to determine a way into their own apartment and the next they are tackling a massive fucking snake away from their newfound companion. If he were being honest with himself, every muscle had begun to cry out in pain as Olliver had made the same stupid mistake that he had during his tutorial. Honestly, if only he had a more assured way to handle things. Seeing that that wasn't the case at the moment though, Olliver would quickly equip not only his eagle eyed helmet but the love potion that he had managed to acquire. From there, he would soar his new seventy miles an hour back towards the Snake so that he could super throw the love potion into the beasts mouth. Once the liquid was thrown inside, he would soar back so that he would be the first living thing that the creature would see. A deliciously devious plan. [break][break] {Items Being Used}eagle eyes - A bronze helmet fashioned like a hawk, when worn, it grants the wearer +30mph to flying speed (if any).
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