Zephyrus the Priestess

Ugly big giant. Ugly big giant. There was a flash of white and black static, and electric blue in Enya's eyes, as a pair of large ceremonial scissors, its wielder obscured by the tear, cut off the fingertips of the disgusting looking monster. The poor mayor who held the scissors would've recoiled in terror to see blood on the blades, the ceremonial ribbon he was supposed to cut still intact... But Enya didn't like big ugly monster giants, so she could honestly care less about the mister mayor's feelings.

... guys I packed the hill into a jar and dropped it in the ocean srysly ._.

Hilda janai Absol desu

Nah, I am. But I'll be sleeping now. G'night everyone; Dobby, come take my spot

FFVIII, it kind of holds a lot of nostalgia for me and it's the one that I know best cause I watched my aunts play it every time they did when I was younger. Then there's Final Fantasy Tactics Advance, which was tons of fun (though admittedly I kinda... depended on powering my way through battles than actually being strategic ._.;; ). Two words: Dual Wielding.

Dos

*takes a peek after explosion* *puts hill into a jar* I'VE GOT A JAR OF DIRT *runs away and loses the hill dirt in the seas* SHIT

((roger that, incoming text wall of adjectives and feels)) Forest of Nightmares This was... No... It couldn't... Helzebeth trembled. It couldn't be. But it unmistakably was. The man sat in her father's favorite seat by the fireplace. Although everything else so far was a blur, this figure she saw before her was painfully undeniable, the details clear as day: the husky build till down to the long legs that gave him his height; ruffled, rowdy grey-brown hair that had white, silvery strands in a few places, the hair covering his wrinkled forehead without the restrain of the bandanna he typically used while hunting or gathering herbs; a full beard that had been shaved, but was already growing back, complimented by exactly two cuts both on his left jaw; lines of brought by much stress and toil on his face, especially under his eyes, which were a smokey grey-blue; he wore a torn once-longsleeved white shirt underneath a fading brown vest with scratches and patches along with trousers; but most important of all was the tenderness she felt coming from him, despite how weary he looked all the time. It was the warm, fatherly love she missed dearly-- no, she missed everything. Morning hikes to the waterfall for breakfast consisting of any meat, usually rabbits or hares with herb or fruit, after which would follow a refreshing dip in the river. Hearing daring tales of adventures past or stories about her mother told to her in vivid detail. Practicing, even sparring in the afternoons, after a trip around the forests and mountains. Maybe most of all, good night kisses and hugs, at the end of a long night's worth of learning to read the sky, or stargazing, or just before the sun was about to rise when they would come home from a long trek. "Ad... ther?" She choked on the endearment she made up a lifetime ago when she combined what she knew of Elvish with Common to make a unique way of calling her father. Only he knew it and he would always smile, looking younger, even happy, and call her his "little Kestrel", or "dearest Helze". It was always one of the two. Almost fearfully, she waited for his answer.

But but we have an America for a reason and Japan should be Japan Y yu try to start WWIII Telos

*respawns* Back now, thanks Absol XD

*has blown up in the world along with Rose*

THIS MAP man I miss this game so much ;_; by the way, what's the difference between the pink and green dots?

I got nominated irl but I haven't done it yet Though I don't see how getting ice water poured all over you is so bad, sometimes my water's that cold during early morning showers before school... Plus it's freakin' warm here in the Philippines so I'd love to have ice water sloshed over me

You can trust us, we're random people on the internet. But don't trust the random people on TV.

Yup. Here, sniff this Rose.

Nahhh. Come sit here with me and let's share the bananas. (guessing Absol again come back pls lol)

Forest of Nightmares Something was definitely off. She was home, but... It all seemed so wrong... Wasn't she somewhere else previously? The wolf that looked like Hunter crept away quietly, never having acknowledged her presence. And in front of her was the cottage she lived in-- no doubt about it, it was the only one that looked like it was being eaten by the roots of the huge tree that loomed behind it, like it was almost one with the tree but not quite. Was there somebody inside, or did she forget to turn the lamps out before she left home? Even if she did, never had their lamps burned so brightly, as the ranger tended to keep them dimmed as a precaution. She tried to speak, but all that came out was something that vaguely sounded like a groan and her lips moved too slowly. It wasn't right. The half-Elf looked into the light, drawn by it suddenly, but repulsed by her apprehension... Curiosity and the light won out as the girl headed for the door, placing a hand on the knob tentatively.

Nope, just a wood block. Bananas.

Forest of Nightmares She was... home? That's what it looked like-- it even almost felt and smelled like home. But it was dark, and there were no crickets singing around her. There was a familiar wolf nearby... Was that... "Hun...ter?" mumbled Helze. It... It was him, but something felt.. off. The bond that connected them was gone. In fact as she tried to grope her way around the forest, he seemed to be going off on his own... Reappearing and appearing, darting in and out of the shadow trees. Or was he lost too, and couldn't... Somehow, couldn't see her? The half-elf bit down on her lip, her head all fuzzy... and nearly tripped. Mentally cursing, she looked up, to see a glimmer of golden light. Slowly but surely, she made her way toward it, taking care not to snag her foot on anything in this sinister forest.

Derp, Absol, come hither

carry on sensei

I'm everyone's favorite piece of shit potato Amirite Absol?

Granted, but someone else grants that wish anyway. I wish Hamachi would work properly.

^Gale needs moar love indeed (let's hope the others don't try to dissuade the wild Pokemon from joining him tho)