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"Thanks," said Karine, a bit dryly, as she accepted the flask. With a deft movement Karine positioned the flask to catch the stream of falling golem debris, unable to suppress the unpleasant notion that she was collecting dandruff or something similar. Her bounty attained, Karine sat down...

"really? That would be a big help," said Renee, brightening up. "The train is always running late, I guess it's been a while since they spent any money to maintain or upgrade the lines or anything. I could buy you lunch or something as thanks. There's a pretty decent ramen place in Sunrise...

I feel like you just got a bunch of extra people, so I'll understand if your full up, but if you arent I'll put my hand up as well

Later... "And then I said '-and I just rewatched that movie three days ago!' and then I did like a cool leg sweep," said Renee, swiping across the table with a particularly long french fry to illustrate her story. "I still don't get what that was about, it's not like I even use karate to fight...

Clint snorted. "Nah you wont see demons able to shrug off getting brained liked that until at least knight rank. When demons reach that level their unique physical abilities, like this schmuck's bad case of food poisoning," Clint nudged the demon's corpse with the toe of his shoe to indicate...

Propelled and empowered by his very soul, Edger's sai pierced deep into the wound Renee had left on the demon's arm, punching straight through bone with a wet crunch and burying all the way up to the the hilt in demonic flesh. The demon howled in outrage and tried to withdraw its ruined...

"You shouldn't look down on mud," Karine heard Kalakkis say cheerfully somewhere behind her as she browsed. "A decently leveled [brickmaker] can do some pretty good work with mud, that's what most of the more permanent buildings in the city are made of. This savage continent has many bounties...

"Mostly it just made me remember how completely insufferable I was as a child," said Renee grumpily, snatching up her trusty trenching shovel and scrambling to her feet to back up Edger. "So what's changed then?" Clint called from his seat on the floor, snorting when Renee flashed her middle...

Clint shrugged noncommittally at Edger. "Ehh who's to say? I've used this technique to lock down demons who would make this sucker look like a newborn kitten, but I am getting kinda rusty in my old age so-" Suddenly the demon interrupted by opening its maw and disgorging a torrent of bilious...

"Cheerful bunch aren't you?" said the Sergeant, rolling his wide shoulders in an expressive shrug. "If you want my advice or , well, even if you don't because you're prisoners and I can say whatever I want to you: My advice would be to take life as it comes a little more. The God's above know...

Koyome Omozukai Great, another weirdo Koyome thought as her opponent blathered on about something, to do with cherry blossoms or whatever. Unfortunately, as was so often the case with weirdos, this one was dangerous: Koyome vaguely recognized him from her time snooping through Yukari's bingo...

I'd be pretty annoyed frankly. For me the point of RPing as opposed to writing fiction is to get the creative input from another human being and an AI cant replace that in any meaningful way. Even if you edit the output very heavily an AI can't carry on a cohesive narrative and make decisions...

Sergeant Kilakkis turned out be a bronze skinned, muscular man with a shiny, bald head and a mouthful of shiny, white teeth that he frequently displayed with wide, friendly smiles. It was disconcerting frankly, every Sergeant Karine had ever known had been a jaded, bitter shell of a person...

The point of Lisette's boot sunk into a hollow in the ground and she pitched forwards face first into the mud. It was only her desire to remain undiscovered that kept Lisette from screaming in frustration, that and the equally strong desire not to receive a mouhtful of mud. Instead Lisette let...

"This hardly seems fair," Renee said, backpedalling out of range of a straight punch from her twelve year old self. "I don't exactly feel great about beating up a little kid," "We're the same person though," said child Renee, sliding forward smoothly and chambering a second punch, before...

--As for this so-called "Free Republic" your majesty need not concern themselves unduly with this small matter. Far from being a legitimate threat to the security of the colony, they are a mere rabble of malcontents and desperadoes with delusions of grandeur. The garrison I command at your...

Renee hmmphed dismissively at Edger's assessment but she did relent in her assault, folding her arms over her chest and watching as Clint's spirit retreated into his body. "Bah! Kids these days! Can't even handle a little astral projecting," Clint grumbled with his flesh and blood mouth as he...

Lisette Du Cortagne was not a punctual person. As the seventh of seven children it could be argued that the very first thing Lisette had ever done was turn up late and all her life after that she had never quite caught up the schedule everyone else seemed to be operating on. This had oftentimes...

I'm sorry man, I got way more of a response than I was expecting so I'm pretty much tapped out, I want to be able to keep my current projects going at a level that's enjoyable for my partners so I can't really take anything else on ATM.