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Formerly dragxon/feroxiuvenis. Affiliated Private/selective Nine from Final Fantasy Type-0. I'm gonna ƒιgнт 'em off A ѕєνєη ηαтιση αяму can't hold me back Restarted 10/1/2014. Written by Nine.

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Right, so, sorry I haven’t shown up in ages but I’m gonna be moving Nine to another blog again. I’ll probably queue up this post and all where I am but save for that? Consider the blog closed while I work on moving.

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[11:16:30 PM] ρуяσмαηια (ηιηє ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ): WHO WOULD FUCK A MINION! [11:16:41 PM] ωαя ρяєℓυ∂є ᵍᵘʳᵒ: LOL [11:17:09 PM] ρуяσмαηια (ηιηє ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ): I'M GONNA SHOVE MY DICK IN A MINION, SAID NOBODY EVER!

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everhunted

⊰⚔☢⊱            “Oi, glasses, y’wanna team up? Y’ look fuckin’ strong enough t’ handle yerself or am I wrong?” It’s not every day he can get a break out of that city he’s having to call home and it’s polluted air. Damn place made him sick to his stomach with the way some of the NPCs acted and even directed their attention at him for whatever reason. Places like that made him uneasy even with his street smarts.

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<TH’ FUCK CRAWLED UP YOUR ASS?>

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❛ I HAVE A FEW questions in regards to this situation that you have presented yourself.                firstly, how did you get within my office?               secondly, are you foreign to the concept of pitch control?    I heard your voice from down several halls before you reached my office. ❜

⊰⚔☢⊱            “Th’ fuckers y’ call guards dragged me ‘n ‘ere an’ said y’ would wanna fuckin’ deal with me cuz I knocked one ‘o th’ bastards fo’ tryna lay hands on me. Th’ hell y’ mean by pitch control? This is how I talk damn it.”

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<PINK CHICK>

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   “BOO. Hahaha – did I startle ya? Fuck yeah I did. I totally did. Don’t you    try to lie to me. Shakin’ in your boots. Ahhh, bein’ a fairy is great.”

⊰⚔☢⊱            “No, ‘m more fuckin’ confused on how th’ hell y’ got in ‘ere.” There goes him sleeping. “Th’ fuck is a fairy?”

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After being MIA for a month, group members like this for a starter, mutuals can too. I’m hoping to be back on here more often.

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After being MIA for a month, group members like this for a starter, mutuals can too. I’m hoping to be back on here more often.

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<LONG WAY AHEAD OF Y’>

                 ❝ yo ! ! …how was that ? ❞

         xion’s having a bit of… excessive fun , learnin’ all of this new slang & weird talk. she likes the way the words roll off her tongue , that’s all. it probably makes her look super tough, too, just like nine !

                         ❝ maybe i should sag my shoulders                                                                'n shift my weight, too ? ❞ 

⊰⚔☢⊱            “C’mon, y’gotta do better than tha’! Jus’ try what I do an’ go like, KORRA!”             Not that he minded the current distraction from things such as studying and bothering to take note of the time. Skipping class is always fine in his book whenever he had company and someone that wanted to be tough enough to take hits, just like he does even.            “Prolly, yeah? If y’ wanna try doin’ tha’ then go on an’ see, shit, we prolly can hit th’ arena up.”

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⊰⚔☢⊱            Calm down, but he didn’t want to by how he was standing with his fist clenched. Angry and in a bad mood. Not a good combination when dealing with the lancer.

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<WANNA FIGHT?>

        ‘ nice getup. ’

⊰⚔☢⊱            “An’? Yer fuckin’ outta place like I am.”

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<ACE>

   “You mean Deuce. She’ll be alright; her flute should still be usable if my cards are.” Child assures, raising hand to his chin in contemplation. Just the sight of the lancer taking this seriously put a rather somber spin on things, and his head shook briefly to dispel the negative vibe—perhaps the filthy air here was starting to get to his head. “But don’t worry. As long as we remember each other, then it doesn’t matter where we are: we’re all alright. The two of us will just need to be more careful—without Mother, should we fall in combat, then we won’t wake up.”

   Index finger extends, forming a single digit pistol as he points to nothing in particular; attention is enraptured—and his thought momentarily paused—by the stranger bit of terminology dotting the other’s speech. His lips purse briefly, brows furrow—”N. P. C.?”—head cants.

   “What’s that? Is it a weapon?” Curiosity hinges upon him like a small child, and eyes remained locked on the other in a (very rare) expectation of an answer from the other, irregardless of how such intense focus might appear to random passerby. Or, unfortunately, his status as a Level 1 character asking what a ‘NPC’ was in the middle of a root town—ignorance was bliss in several ways.

⊰⚔☢⊱            “Hope so, y’know? ‘er, Trey, an’ Cinque are gonna have a helluva time if they get dragged ‘ere.” As much as he had a hard time admitting it, he is taking this far more serious than one would expect. Filthy air and negativity aside it would seem he didn’t enjoy the idea of being dragged away over some unknown reasoning held by whoever caused this. “A’ight, we’ll make sure they don’t kick our asses t’ th’ floor an’ keep goin’, we’ll find a damn way outta ‘ere if it’s th’ last thing we do.” He did have his back after all as much things were confusing and more to him regardless of what small bits of terms he learned.             Wait, he doesn’t know what an NPC is? Guess that he had little choice other than to try explaining it. “They’re uh... th’ people wanderin’, th’ ones sayin’ they’re salin’ crap repeatedly or offerin’ food up for grabs with clothes kinda an’ others tha’ don’t do tha’ shit.” Why lie? He’s only honest about such things and didn’t feel right hiding what he learned about it. “I ‘unno what else they can do ‘ere in this shit hole.”             If it’s not obvious he holds Zaun in distaste then it would become that way quick. He disliked places that were this... grim in his opinion. Made him sick to his damn stomach with the idea they were surrounded by people that probably caused this. The filthy air and all that is not their current predicament involving being trapped.

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“Reckless or insulting talk should never go unpunished.”

⊰⚔☢⊱          “If y’ mean th’ shit I say then I don’t care if I get punished or not. Th’ people I insult deserved ‘em in some form an’ the assholes I shout at while sayin t’ hell with th’ consequences earned tha’ as much as they did. I don’t give a fuck how people consider me, stupid, reckless, or fuckin’ foolish.”           Because why let them win? He knows he’s all those things and more but kept going and pushed himself at full force with anger, blood, sweat, and tears following him in all of his desire to be strong. Get stronger and fight harder without a care in the world about how people may think of him because he’ll retaliate in his own ways. The best revenge in his own mind is to live and keep demolishing enemies with all of his might.          “So t’ hell with th’ consequences, I do all ‘o this cuz someone has t’ be strong and keep getting stronger!”            Did he care she was commenting on his behavior? Maybe somewhat since it’s because of his own decision to do something to not only help his mother but his surrogate family. Although now he’s riled up and in need of a release. Fighting something would do the trick.           “... ‘m gonna go find shit t’ kill, fuckin’ hell, I was in a good mood even.”

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“There’s an ugly name for those who do things the hard way.” I'8

⊰⚔☢⊱          “Shit, me an’ Sice are prolly th’ pictures on tha’ one.”           His partner in crime as usual was Sice on occasion if not him running around with King caught up in something or other. If he were honest, he missed Rubrum and his classmates. His ‘brother’ and that best friend of his with him silent as ever for a brief time trying to shake those thoughts from mind. The crystal didn’t consider them dead, did it? He hoped not since he would rather not go back there when the chance is presented to them no longer knowing who the two of them were.          “Or tha’ bein’ m’own thought, I ‘unno, I don’t read much in th’ first place an’ doubt tha’ it’d be any different.”           With those thoughts aside, there is one other thing that floated about involving the mentioned statement. What brought that on? Perhaps the fact the lancer was standing over what looked to be a few coin piles he made himself with a bit of help from the dealer. Nothing out of the usual with them on watch he guessed.          “Tha’ cuz ‘o me destroyin’ some ‘o those fuckers alone?”

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<ASSHOLE>

              “ please, stop talking. trying to understand the nonsense                 that you’re spitting is giving me a headache. i’m not fond                 of your kind; stupid dogs who bark entirely too much. “

       add doesn’t get why everyone has at least one nasty        comment about his apparel. he was confused as to        why people tried to talk to him. in elrios, everyone was        smart enough to mind their own business. the people        in this world were too bold, too curious for their own        good.

              “ now, please be obedient and leave my presence. that                 is, unless you’d like to be disciplined. “

⊰⚔☢⊱           “Hell no, if yer gonna insult me for pointin’ out shit then I ain’t leavin’, I don’t got jack shit t’ do anyways an’ yer the one addin’ on t’ th’ fact ‘m irritated.”            And yet he seemed to understand enough that he was strange about like how the lancer is. Could he say anything against him though? A lot with him pulling shit like that and adding more onto his growing confusion by being a fucking dick. Screw this guy, he’d rather deal with Quon trying to be an asshole toward him with some of the comments he made about his stupidity. A brazen fool is the best way to describe him in all his glory.           “Try it, I dare y’, try t’ fuckin’ hit me!”