Zephyrus the Priestess

I don't really know how to write a decent introduction for this, so I'm just going to jump right into it after a few notes of warning. Long text wall incoming. If you don't really care about earthquakes, the Philippines, or, well, me, you might want to skip this topic altogether and find a more suitable and lighthearted read elsewhere. I'm not going to fault (pun semi-intended) you if you don't really pay any heed to this. As much as I wish I were kidding (actually I... wouldn't even joke or post about these kinds of things unless it was legitimately serious or something that worried me a lot ._.), I'm dead serious about this topic. I'm definitely going to attempt to inject some humor into this cause I can't stand being a hundred percent serious (it's boring af), but jokes aside, I am taking this topic and bit of news very seriously. I'm not making anything up. This is also more of a heads-up from me, since earthquakes are nigh unpredictable and hell can break loose any given moment. No, you can't have my penguin hat if I do die. okay I'm sorry for the dark humor This is a just-in-case kind of post, by the way; the quake hasn't happened. If it did, uh... I probably wouldn't have been able to post this or be able to be online at all :x but I appreciate the concern everybody's been showing. ^^" There's a possibility that my country, the Philippines, is going to be hit by a massive earthquake with a magnitude between 6.5-7.2 damn it, Terra. Since where I live and where I study are within 500 meters to a kilometer of a major fault line known as the West Valley Fault, chances are I might not... get out of this or recovery from it quickly. Assuming that reality's RNG is compassionate and somehow really really fond of me and I don't come out as a casualty, obviously things like power lines, Wi-Fi, phone connection could possibly go out of commission for... A really long time, knowing how slowly my government moves and responds to things. >> There's, of course, the possible issue of having to fight for necessities like water and food, medical attention, and most importantly, loved ones cause anarchy is going to be a thing for sure. And if Gaea and Oceanus conspire to be assholes, we might also get swamped by a tsunami similar to what happened in Japan. Unfortunately, like I said, we're probably not going to recover from this as quickly as our senpai country did and could. The point that I'm trying to make here is that I have no idea when, but I might suddenly just disappear as a result of Terra's b00ty the earthquake. I'm not going to sugarcoat it, either-- chances are I might not even come back. Even if I do survive and not come out of it a psychological and physical wreck and still be sane and capable enough to use a computer, I don't know when I can pop back on here and go all "Hey look, I'm alive! Wololo \o/" all dandy and fine. Of course, if and if I do make it out alive, I promise to let you all know. inb4 "no that's okay zephy we won't miss you" jokes Another point I'd like to bring up-- nay, "favor" would probably be a better word for it-- in advance , is that if you're capable, please, please help my country out. There are probably going to be relief operations and outreach programs that'll happen in the aftermath of the disaster. Or even if you can't spare some change, something simple like moral support via a thought and/or a prayer would do. Whether I return or not doesn't really matter for this. But chances are, taking a more sentimental and obvious-reasoned path first, my family, relatives, and friends could still be alive in the aftermath trying to survive. I'm not exaggerating, here; one of the major structures I saw that could and would be affected is a reservoir and dam from which 97% of Metro Manila (which has a population of 11,855,975, as of the 2010 census) gets its water supply. People are assholes by nature definitely going to fend for themselves and may resort to outright stealing and/or shanking other people for their stuff. If you want more numbers, here's an article on the possible megaquake. And finally, I'd just like to make clear that I'm not asking to be treated like a dying girl, a princess, or whatever and get special treatment for this. Hell no. I just wanted to let the community know in advance that if I were to suddenly not be around, there's a good reason for it that isn't emotional stress and/or schoolwork for once hooray. It's not like I can just announce on the server right on the spot that the ground's heaving and that I g2g (technically I could, but that's stupid for obvious reasons, so I won't). In the case that I've made you worry about me, or earthquakes, or just worry in general, I'm really sorry. Don't worry, I'm actually a lot more scared about this than I sound. I uh, have no idea how to close this, so I'm just going to end it with these things: 1. Take care, Reborn. Uhm. Please try not to lose sleep over me by the way >< 2. In case I didn't make it clear before, I want to thank all of you here and now for being the community that you are. Especially to my wacky Reborn family that doesn't make any sense. Those whom I love dearly here or mess around with enough to consider a good acquaintance or friend-- you know who you are. And even if you're not one of them and probably haven't interacted with me as much, you're still a great person and a part of Reborn... so you're not exempted from this sudden show of gratitude and love. Grab a slice of kokoro and sit down, friend/person-I-don't-really-know-but-assume-to-be-decent. 3. fking jackasses outside blasting out loud music 4. Here's some things to cheer you up in case I did suddenly depress you.

kuna make cameos from old Graterras RP C:

"I don't tell you what and how to drink," Gunther said, unfazed. She loved her milk-based drinks and didn't really care what anybody thought of her for it. The stereotype was that Russians loved vodka and nothing but it. On the contrary, and maybe partly because she didn't grow up there at all, she disliked alcoholic drinks. It was bad for her training-- at least, that was what coaches would say-- but she had an insatiable sweet tooth. Anybody who tried to criticize her for it she shut down quickly and without hesitation. In response to Ringo's next question, Gunther answered, after chewing some black pearls, "Dyed. My hair's originally the darkest shade of blue you can find on me now."

Ooof... That sounds excruciating. x: Take your time and rest up though, friend. We'll be here indefinitely, definitely ~

"I like the cold," she replied casually, looking the menu over. "I haven't actually been there a lot of times, and when I did go it was when I was still around... Three, maybe, so I don't remember much of Russia other than the cold." After some thought, she snapped her fingers and decided, "A cookies and cream milk tea. With a little bit of mocha thrown in."

ftfy, friend how could you post a WWE thing, say Aussie, and forget to mention Winter? :C that aside hi welcome to Reborn \o/ you are blue manry Glaceon I am approve

... is it bad that I hoped you were making a Final Fantasy Tactics Advance cause Black Mage why not Blue Mage? Wololo \o/ oh yeah, welcome to Reborn ~

"In general, I just don't like the feeling that I can't move easily." Gunther looked for a sign directing them to the bar and followed it. "For some reason, being in tight spaces gives me that feeling. As for blankets, I don't always use them... But when I do, I kick them off ever so often anyway. Crowds applauding at my presence and performances? I'm game anytime; being in a crowd? Nyet. I'd rather be in an elevator."

ayyy Charizard and Hydreigon <3 dragons in general actually. Welcome to Reborn \o/ I suggest you get your blue on cause-- WOLOLO-- okay you're good to go, carry on, new friend

After blinking a bit, Gunther stared at Ringo like she had two heads. "That's crazy. Anyway, it's being in closed cramped spaces that I hate, not fear elevators. Who likes being in a cramped space where you can barely move anyway?" she replied, with a snort. She strode out when the doors opened, without skipping a beat and in no hurry to dawdle in the disgustingly small box.

HAY GURL. \o/ also

How many nicknames can this girl come up with in less than three hours even? Rolling her eyes, she decided to consent. ... and stood noticeably as far away from the sides of the infernal closed box as possible.

Resisting the urge to laugh, Gunther kept a straight face. "You," she started, raising an eyebrow, "want to take the elevator rather than race me up the stairs?"

I love ice cream too but... that's... never happened to me ._. what does calcium taste like? ... Anyway, hi, welcome to Reborn \o/ do you like blue cause I like blue wololo

Hey. Welcome to Reborn \o/ no need to be so down and blu-- wait, no, blue is totally a thing... so... WOLOLO okay you're good now \o/

is this a Bioshock Infinite ref I smell anyway, welcome to Reborn \o/ I like your blue fire

Seems like you've got a good sense of who you are... which, if you think about it, is pretty great c: zephy stop trying to sound deep you suck at it anyway welcome to Reborn \o/ wololo

With a finger twirling a few strands of her hair idly, Gunther stared ahead. "Suppose we could take the drinks out and look around some more." There wasn't a particular place she had in mind, but there were a ton of floors to check out in the building. And, if she remembered correctly, just as many that the attendant hadn't entailed or said that they could visit. Offices, probably? Floors for manufacturing things like merchandise? "Where do you want to go? I can't think of anywhere to start."

the ship is going places

Welcome to Rebo--UMBREON aosidfiawh8th0ehwudsnfisdnkadsnoignasd ... Uh, sorry you had to see that. We're not always that crazy yes we are no we're not shh zephy stop talking to yourself yes we are. Welcome to Reborn \o/ do you like shiny Umbreon I like shiny Umbreon. Wololoooo

I'm not saying I like you, but I like you, so you can totally stay. welcome to Reborn \o/ wololololo

"Spürhund und Nacht" For Bonifacia "Bonnie", "Demon Dog Next Door", our beloved craycray beagle. A beautiful dog under the best kind of sky Funny furry floppy ears bouncing as the stars float by My baby, whose scent is it you pick up and follow? What does your little wet nose sniff in the shadow? Caramel with cream, patches of black You leap at a bark and watch for an attack. Then when you're braver, you howl in a song Rising and spiraling into the nocturne all night long You're my funny little girl, who barks at nothing in sight Jumping at or chasing after things going bump in the night Even when you chew on tissue paper and other delicacies You make me smile with much ease.

With a grumble, Gunther finished up and, opening the door ever so slightly and shutting and locking it quickly soon as both limb and bag were inside safely. In a few minutes, she emerged in an orange women's sweatshirt with the words "Muay Thai" printed on the chest and tiger stripes on the arms, denim knee-length capris, and the same sneakers she'd worn earlier. This time, as she passed Ringo, she held the penguin hat in her arms in such a way that it covered her bust area. She was silent. ... Up until she reached the door to the gym. "I still have the better body, so technically, we're even." With a swagger to her every move, she exited the shower room, deciding to wait for Ringo outside. I'm not losing, no matter how many times you try to mess with me, she thought, obstinately.

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