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[caballeroxs]

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[kilencsarkany-deactivated201507]

   “A big mouse and… are those… bombs!?” Noel seemed panicked, mostly because she was. Small, spherical objects used to defend her? They could only be bombs, couldn’t they? “I-I don’t know if those are safe to carry around!”

[caballeroxs]

❀ – “B-bombs? Where?!” It took a few minutes of Yellow looking around in a mildly panicked state for her to realize where the other could have gotten the idea of ‘bombs’ from, letting out an embarrassed half laugh and rubbing the back of her head. “Oh, these? These are pokeballs! They’re plenty safe. And Chu here is a pokemon!” Gestures once again to the ‘big mouse’. 

[ludieus]

“Don’t worry, one day everyone will understand war doesn’t solve anything.”

“If I could I’d have applied the Oaths to the city, but I guess the ones in charge don’t want us meddling too much." 

For a moment he got more serious than he normally would be. Of course this war was nothing compared to what he’d seen, but the girl was right. All war did was take fun away from people. That was the reason he’d made the decision to become the One True God originally. Tet was the God of Play, so seeing people choose conflict over games was something he hated to see. But even this couldn’t keep the cheerful God down for long. 

"That’s why we have to have fun wherever we go! If you play around and look happy, eventually the people fighting will get jealous and join in! Just a few laughs and smiles will spread to everyone eventually, as long as you can keep it up through the hard times.”

[caballeroxs]

❀ – One day, but not today. Probably not tomorrow either. Or the day after. She’d seen her fair share of fighting, of course, but nothing like this; people didn't get hurt this badly. The fact that there was no end to the fighting and violence in sight made Yellow’s shoulders slump forward, a dejected weight pulling them down - until his words snapped her out of it. 

      The only thing that gave away her slight surprise was the owlish way she blinked at him, mouth slightly agape. It wasn't long before her expression lifted into something more cheerful, a smile blooming and erasing all earlier traces of sadness. Maybe he was right! Since when was she one to be down for long, any way? 

“Let’s have fun together with everyone else soon then, okay?” the trainer grinned, holding a hand out for him to shake. “I’m Yellow! What’s your name?”

[birdbraindouchebag]

Switcheroo!

yellow, the slyph of life; she uses life to heal others, while healing life itself. guided through sburb by chuchusprite, she will become one of the few in her session to reach godtier!

her world, the land of forests and bells, is as soft as they come; a benevolent forested world with an abundance of cute little mice consorts! the world is calm, but the areas populated by the consorts are lively as they come. they have plenty of stories to tell her when she introduces herself to them - oh, but this one’s sad! they tell her of how the forest used to ring with beautiful music played by bells, but the denizen came and broke them all.

that would be her quest; bring the music back to the forest.

[cittastarters-blog]

Citta War Starters

Contributor: PurpleKoopa

[cittastarters-blog]

Your characters are roasting marshmallows by a car fire.

Character A is camping by the spawn point, Character B bans them from the server.

Your character throws a ball up really high to see if it’ll reach the other city.

Your character idly goes about their business in the middle of the battlefield. Bonus points for working in a ‘bumping into you’ scenario.

Your character and their alternate get into a fistfight.

Your character and their alternate become the best of pals.

Your character and their alternate settle their differences through foosball.

Your character and their alternate learn through each other who they are, who they could’ve been, and jeez louise, they thought they’d be taller

Before Character A goes, tell their wife (Character B) they love them.

Your characters huddle for warmth as the war rages on.

Your character needs to know that everything will be okay.

Everything turns out not okay. Please hold on. You’ve got to stay strong.

Your character is causing trouble in a safehouse.

Your character has started a foosball tournament in the safehouse.

Your character has been banned from the safehouse, and now they must make their own server shelter.

War. Good god, y’all. Your character asks, “What is it good for?” 

A and B in a little toy shop, buy a bag of balloons with the money they’ve got. Set them free at the break of dawn, 'til one by one, they were gone. Back at base, bugs in the software, flash the message, “Something’s out there.“ Floating in the summer sky, 99 red balloons go by.

[shichizai]

Switcheroo!!!

Yellow would have been a normal magician!

One of the few humans who were magicians, but she didn’t possess a Divine Staff. Unlike most humans who were terrified of the other species, Yellow knew right off the bat something was wrong with them; they were supposed to be intelligent and independent creatures. 

She, unlike everyone else (perhaps only like Solomon), was very interested in studying them and learning their ways; how they live, how they think, even if they seemed, most of the time, brainless and uncivilized. Eventually, as the Resistance destroyed more and more towers and the number of species living among humans increased, Yellow managed to become very close to the other species. She studied their cultures, learned their languages, and even was invited to try to live as one of them for a day.

Sadly, but very fulfilled, Yellow dies by the hands of Elder David and his army.

Despite being weaker than the Resistance, Yellow specializes in the eighth type of magic, Life Magic.

[caballeroxs]

“Save yourself, I’ll hold them back.”

✘- “I should be the one saying that to you. This should be easy! Let’s have some fun, alright?”

[caballeroxs]

“Are you hurt anywhere?”

❀ –“My ankle…it’s..it’s just a little sore, I can still walk. I’ll be a-okay!”

[caballeroxs]

•“Don’t worry. I’ll protect you.”

❀ –“I think we should protect each other, we’ll have a better chance of survival that way! Okay?”

[tokakiri-deactivated20140731]

Sentence Starters { Protective Version }

“Watch out!”

“You could have been killed!”

“Run! Hurry up, go!”

“Save yourself, I’ll hold them back.”

“Leave me here! Go! Hurry! I can handle it.”

“I promise I’ll make sure they don’t hurt you.”

“They better not have laid a damn finger on you or I’ll [insert threat].”

“I swear, if they so much as breathe next to you, I’ll knock them out.”

“I’m not leaving you here!”

“And let you get yourself killed?”

“Are you crazy?”

“Are you hurt anywhere?”

“I don’t trust him/her. They seem off.”

“I’m saying this for your own good!”

“Don’t worry. I’ll protect you.”

“I don’t want to lose you! You’re all I have left!”

[apprenticiisms]

                                                          I’m not just a υѕєƖєѕѕ little kid.

[kilencsarkany-deactivated201507]

caballeroxs

   “You aren’t armed, are you!? I don’t think it’s safe to be out here, miss!”

[caballeroxs]

    ❀ – Wars were no place for smiles, but yet she wore one any way. Tiny grin! “Aw, I’m alright! I’ve got my friends with me, they won’t let anyone get close!” Holds out five tiny pokeballs - not to mention the pikachu perched on her shoulder. Yellow plz. 

[ensurer]

a warning to the people, 

                             the ɢᴏᴏᴅ and the ᴇᴠɪʟ, 

                                                                 this is WAR.

[ensurer]

( listen )

[dar-draws]

Trainer Yellow challenges you to a battle!

[cobalon]

yellow’s team

[caballeroxs]

i have a PhD in getting myself into really bad situations 

[caballeroxs]

           i may tire myself out from struggling,                                                                and drown –                                              B u t     I     w i l l     n o t     S I N K.