mielty
𝚋𝚘𝚘.
looking forward to it! 
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Enmyira
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Understood...
Amaya Itami
Lovely_Hacker
maybe sooner if everyone gets their cs up then we'll start and if more people wanna join after well idk i think theirs enough ppl rn lol
QuietNez
I'm just quiet.
Hoi
Enmyira
☂
I’d love to start sooner if possible but I understand
Ambiloquous
Graphic Fanatic
Dang, just realized 3/4 conjurers have ponytails. XD
ScatheAriiasqDrayceon
Just cause I read worse don't mean it ain't cursed
Are there only 2 Tamers? xD
Ambiloquous
Graphic Fanatic
Shoulda made a tamer. 
ScatheAriiasqDrayceon
Just cause I read worse don't mean it ain't cursed
Damn, lol, I'd have thought they'd be the most popular xD
Ambiloquous
Graphic Fanatic
Same. XD That's why I didn't choose to make one.
Amaya Itami
Lovely_Hacker
lol you always have time to change it or bring that sister in as a character if u can handle 2Shoulda made a tamer.
Amaya Itami
Lovely_Hacker
i thought emitters would be most popular lol but i think theirs only like 2 rn? honestly i thought conjurer would b least popular lol
Ambiloquous
Graphic Fanatic
I wish I could.
I'm barely squeezing this RP in between lectures, assignments, quizzes and my soon to be final exams. I can't say why the sister wouldn't work as a character, but the topic might come up in RP.
Ambiloquous
Graphic Fanatic
Same! Conjurers, you have failed my big brain estimations, smh.
ScatheAriiasqDrayceon
Just cause I read worse don't mean it ain't cursed
Amaya Itami
Lovely_Hacker
loll, it failed all of us
Vahn
Junior Member
Working on a Tamer.
Just making some fine tuning with the character sheet.
Just making some fine tuning with the character sheet.
LieutenantL
Master of the Winter
I was gonna make a conjurer bartender but decided to go with my current character instead lmaoo
Amaya Itami
Lovely_Hacker
i too was gonna make a conjurer buuuuuut lol
DapperCharmer2.0
The Charming Llama
Saw the update on the lore page. Are the Electro cafes still in the Neon District or would they be moved to the Genesis District (so companies can make sweet money)
Amaya Itami
Lovely_Hacker
both. the electro cafe's in the genesis district are just nicer there are still a bunch in the neon district they're just more like << >> Illegal. scrappers make most of their money by selling to iilegal electro cafe's i should add that to the lore. what u think
DapperCharmer2.0
The Charming Llama
ScatheAriiasqDrayceon
Just cause I read worse don't mean it ain't cursed
Ariiasq cursed, hissing as the fuse sparked in their hand and sprinkled it with burns. They didn't let go of the component, though; force of habit.
Jet, however, had no such qualms, the mass of dark wire behind the tamer shifting and a hand probably close to the length of their face reaching over and—ever so carefully—plucking the glass-encased piece of metal from them. The ever-present hum of electricity intensified, low and carrying something akin to displeasure, like an offended grumble. Broken pieces of metal secured to the tips of something that could roughly be described as "fingers" handled the angry-looking component carefully, having learned that breaking small components such as that one usually ended out with his charge pouting for weeks on end.
Never a pretty sight.
Unperturbed, Arii made "grabby hands" at the offending equipment, seemingly blind to the red welts beginning to appear on their forearm. One of Jet's ears flattened, and the humming rose to a harsh buzz, the ever-so-childish teen sticking their tongue out at him.
That earned him their injured arm, though, so he couldn't be bothered to care all that much. Plus, he supposed it was a good thing they let themself ignore societal pressures; they could be themself for a bit... even if they had decided that they were going to build in a dark alleyway that day and he had to practically hunch over them to make sure they weren't going to blow up.
Arii squinted at Jet as he shifted the glass and metal shards stuck to his hands to face up. He produced a roll of clean gauze from gods knew where and held their arm steady. The underside was slightly damp with what their nose registered as alcohol, and it stung as he wrapped it. They didn't really get why it was so important to him that they kept even the tiniest wounds clean, but it seemed to make him happy, so they guessed they were fine with it.
Although, it was still a little annoying.
What was especially annoying was when they tried to go back to work and felt large, though smooth and blunt teeth take a hold of the back of their shirt. The scrape of their stuff getting shoved back into the vent grate told them exactly what was about to happen.
"No," Ariiasq whined, pawing at the air pitifully as they were lifted clean off the ground. "Jet, come—come on! I was almost do—" their last word was transformed into a yelp as the nauseating feeling of Jet jumping up to—from the sound of it—latch onto the above fire escape overcame them. "I just need fifteen more minutes! Fifteen! That's a quarter of an hour!"
Their protests fell on deaf ears as they were drug—much like a misbehaving kitten—to the top of the building they were tinkering behind, only to be dumped (carefully) behind a bright, neon sign. The scrape of claws on concrete stilled and Arii tensed. They'd run in five seconds.
Five.
Four.
Three.
Two.
Thump.
Wait—
Jet flopped down beside Arii, snorting as they made a Face at him. Honestly, he was quite tired of chasing them across the rooftops when he stops them from doing something dumb. He did still have to catch them by the back of their shirt when they attempted to scoot away.
"Noooooo," Arii whined again as Jet tugged them backward and thick, misty black wings that—were honestly really fun to pet—blocked out pretty much all of the light, feathery wisps of smog curling around their arms. Jet was basically long enough to be a tent at that point, which was exactly what he was doing. He used his tail to shoo Arii's limbs a little closer so he could curl up, settling his head on their shoulder like an overprotective dog.
Arii wasn't going to be able to move for a while, now.
Jet'd settled down and moving Jet is always like moving a five-ton-truck.
Jet, however, had no such qualms, the mass of dark wire behind the tamer shifting and a hand probably close to the length of their face reaching over and—ever so carefully—plucking the glass-encased piece of metal from them. The ever-present hum of electricity intensified, low and carrying something akin to displeasure, like an offended grumble. Broken pieces of metal secured to the tips of something that could roughly be described as "fingers" handled the angry-looking component carefully, having learned that breaking small components such as that one usually ended out with his charge pouting for weeks on end.
Never a pretty sight.
Unperturbed, Arii made "grabby hands" at the offending equipment, seemingly blind to the red welts beginning to appear on their forearm. One of Jet's ears flattened, and the humming rose to a harsh buzz, the ever-so-childish teen sticking their tongue out at him.
That earned him their injured arm, though, so he couldn't be bothered to care all that much. Plus, he supposed it was a good thing they let themself ignore societal pressures; they could be themself for a bit... even if they had decided that they were going to build in a dark alleyway that day and he had to practically hunch over them to make sure they weren't going to blow up.
Arii squinted at Jet as he shifted the glass and metal shards stuck to his hands to face up. He produced a roll of clean gauze from gods knew where and held their arm steady. The underside was slightly damp with what their nose registered as alcohol, and it stung as he wrapped it. They didn't really get why it was so important to him that they kept even the tiniest wounds clean, but it seemed to make him happy, so they guessed they were fine with it.
Although, it was still a little annoying.
What was especially annoying was when they tried to go back to work and felt large, though smooth and blunt teeth take a hold of the back of their shirt. The scrape of their stuff getting shoved back into the vent grate told them exactly what was about to happen.
"No," Ariiasq whined, pawing at the air pitifully as they were lifted clean off the ground. "Jet, come—come on! I was almost do—" their last word was transformed into a yelp as the nauseating feeling of Jet jumping up to—from the sound of it—latch onto the above fire escape overcame them. "I just need fifteen more minutes! Fifteen! That's a quarter of an hour!"
Their protests fell on deaf ears as they were drug—much like a misbehaving kitten—to the top of the building they were tinkering behind, only to be dumped (carefully) behind a bright, neon sign. The scrape of claws on concrete stilled and Arii tensed. They'd run in five seconds.
Five.
Four.
Three.
Two.
Thump.
Wait—
Jet flopped down beside Arii, snorting as they made a Face at him. Honestly, he was quite tired of chasing them across the rooftops when he stops them from doing something dumb. He did still have to catch them by the back of their shirt when they attempted to scoot away.
"Noooooo," Arii whined again as Jet tugged them backward and thick, misty black wings that—were honestly really fun to pet—blocked out pretty much all of the light, feathery wisps of smog curling around their arms. Jet was basically long enough to be a tent at that point, which was exactly what he was doing. He used his tail to shoo Arii's limbs a little closer so he could curl up, settling his head on their shoulder like an overprotective dog.
Arii wasn't going to be able to move for a while, now.
Jet'd settled down and moving Jet is always like moving a five-ton-truck.
Alt. Title: Personality studies
Jet is consciously aware of how squishy and prone to infections humans are
He's also basically a very large puppy
Enmyira
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Would anyone like to do a mini rp based on our characters to maybe establish a small.. err. relationship/acquaintanceship between our characters so to say...? hope that makes sense. hmm.
ScatheAriiasqDrayceon
Just cause I read worse don't mean it ain't cursed
I'd be up for something like that!
As a concept that sparked from reading your CS, maybe Arii was poking around one of the demo sites for wire?
