The Azure Striker

Indie RP Blog for Gunvolt. GV1, GV2 and AU Gunvolt. Asks are turned off.  No Drama or Strife. 

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Where am I?

⚡Busy. I am on Twitter more and an editor of the Gunvolt Wikia. Yeah. Life got in the way.

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⚡A return? You bet.

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⚡Mighty Gunvolt OST

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⚡Getting back toRP.

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⚡Gunvolt OSTs. Some image scans.

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"Why is Copen a salt wanker?"

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Light, Thunder, on AIR!

Quiet day... or was it night? It was nearing evening anyways. Gunvolt... or GV as he known as had another long day of completing a mission. No rest for the boy. Between Missions and this education he was receiving, it felt rather odd if he slept or not. He did let off a massive yawn.

Drapping his braid over his left shoulder, the young boy appeared around fourteen, despite he was somewhat short. However, the choice was rather hard to make. Go home and face plant on his bed, or take a detour for some curry. Standing for a moment and pondering, he wondered what he could do. That was until that one moment.

{"GV! GV! GV! Why not go for some curry ramen?!"}

That voice.

"Eh..? J-joule?"

She was still with him. Only following him in spirit. HE did like ramen and udon. Mainly curry anything. Yakitori and other street foods that were quick and fresh sounded good.

{"C'mon GV! Get some! You need to get some!"}

Sure, she did sound like a naggy person to him, but hey, the young Striker needed to eat, even after a mission and a hard day.

"A-a'right!" He huffed. He rubbed his spiky head."As you wish, your 'highness'." @denpahenkkan

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A return?

⚡The bolt is back.

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Last OOC

⚡Seeing them hurts still... Not sure if I will ever come back. Been driven to suicide... Everything hurts. Pain won’t go away.

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this user has an intense fear of abandonment

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Indefinite  Hiatus.

For god who knows how long. Depressed and on the verge of many things.  I’m a mess and I honestly having my doubts here. So much for being happy when it is gone.

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Hiatus for how long.

⚡I dunno for how long. Rps are on hold...

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⚡Gal*Gunvolt Burst’s Splash Screen when it loads  via PS4.  I own this, the Switch and 3DS versions.  

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CORNERED [Closed RP]

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So something was up.  What was it this time? He remained on guard.  He had to.  Keep his back safe as well reach for whatever was going on. The young boy huffed slowly as he made his wait around the area.  Through some hoards of guards and robot minions who felt the need to attack him and block his own path.  “Damn… where to now?”  He asked himself. HE came to a stop as he looked around.  The electrical surges of energy were wrapped around him and illuminating the pathway he walked. So something was up… or a miss.  What though. Then something went through his mind.  As if his own thinking and pondering was shot at. Something was up. “That voice… is it…? YEah. HE heard someone.  Someone he remembered meeting twice in his own adventures. The later adventure was some crazy romp in some “video game” created by some Korean troll who figured it was funny to pull some pranks of death. “B-Beck?”  He asked himself.  “Is…  he?” He decided to head to the source.  This was not looking good.

[ IX ] - This wasn’t looking good for Beck, but at the very least he was holding his ground. He was certainly much better at combat than in his days before the virus outbreak struck–and had only grown by leaps and bounds during his last adventure–as far as HE remembered, at least.

“–?”

An approaching energy signature–! But–organic?! That didn’t make sense, that was WAY too much electricity to–

“GHN–!”

Memories–Someone wearing nothing but azure and the crackle of lighting. A name–

Gunvolt?

“H-HELP–!” His head HURT, and while he was dealing with his sudden headaches, the Sumeragi Soldiers advanced. “C-Can’t–Hurts–! HELP–!”

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Holding his hand out, the boy’s body surged a bit with electricity. Sparks crackled around his body as the boy closed his azure coloured eyes.  This seemed to catch the attention of the Sumeragi guards. “Back off of him...” He said in a tone. His body surged some more. He would hold out his gun, readying it.

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A little reunion.

⚡For @mighty-no-9beck

It was little half a month since the events of that ‘adventure’. Teseo’s dirty tricks won’t be on the uprising for a while now.

GV returned home. Sure, it was good to reunite with Ekoro and Beck again and sometimes well, defend Beck against a certain mob of rage filled people. After those events, it was time to wind down.

“Makes me wonder…” he thought to himself. He sat down, resting a hand on the side of his face. It was good to relax for once.

“Is everyone else Alright? Beck? Ekoro?”

He would ponder for a while about this anyway

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Beck slumped down in the chair back at the lab. He had finished up competitions for the day, and while it felt like everything was the same, there was this feeling that seemed to be existent wherever he went. Nothing would ever be quite the same after the incident of what the simulation had been based off of.

He pushed the thought away, trying to reflect on other things. That’s when he got curious about the VR system that Dr. White had created half a month ago. However, since then, the professor had been trying to redesign the security on it before resuming training. Even though he had a faint knowledge of adepts like his friend Gunvolt, he was unsure how the simulation could be perfected to protect against such hacks.

Thinking about how it had connected his, Gunvolt’s, and even Ekoro’s world once, Beck couldn’t help wondering if it was still possible somehow to reunite with GV through the VR program… after all, it wasn’t like the professor had patched it in such little time, right?

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“Twice the adventure...” He snickered to himself as he rubbed the side of his face.   His braid was draped around his left shoulder. Poking a few things around his desk it was a nice reunion to reunite with his old friends and see an old rival of course.  So were these worlds connected?  Who knew.  Who really knew. It be nice to meet up again, but how and when? Beck’s world. His world.  Ekoro’s world.  “Think I will see him again?  Her as well?” Enough sitting, maybe a walk would take his mind off of this.  Reaching for his green coat, he pulled it on and headed outside.  No need for his uniform. It was his casual gear. Placing his hands in his pockets, the young adept boy would head outside, maybe... if maybe see if he would run into his old friends.

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A little reunion.

⚡For @mighty-no-9beck

It was little half a month since the events of that 'adventure'. Teseo's dirty tricks won't be on the uprising for a while now.

GV returned home. Sure, it was good to reunite with Ekoro and Beck again and sometimes well, defend Beck against a certain mob of rage filled people. After those events, it was time to wind down.

"Makes me wonder..." he thought to himself. He sat down, resting a hand on the side of his face. It was good to relax for once.

"Is everyone else Alright? Beck? Ekoro?"

He would ponder for a while about this anyway

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CORNERED [Closed RP]

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[ IX ] - “Jeez, can’t you guys take NO for an answer?!”

Yet another random rift had caused the Mighty Number to be transported to who KNOWS where, right in front of a squad of armored soldiers–their symbol and aggressive attitude towards him rang far too many bells in his head, to the point that it HURT–but one word did pop up in the mass of memory file errors–one that he was SURE meant that whoever these people were, they weren’t here for an autograph. Sumeragi…

“Leave me alone! I TOLD you, I’m not an Adept! Stop SHOOTING me, for Pete’s sake–” Ugh, and there was some kind of JAMMER device among their ranks–he couldn’t even call for backup properly! He just hoped that whatever he said into his comm link regardless got through to Sanda Tech. Beck had no choice but to return their fire–but he was getting pretty pinned down…

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So something was up.  What was it this time? He remained on guard.  He had to.  Keep his back safe as well reach for whatever was going on. The young boy huffed slowly as he made his wait around the area.  Through some hoards of guards and robot minions who felt the need to attack him and block his own path.  “Damn... where to now?”  He asked himself. HE came to a stop as he looked around.  The electrical surges of energy were wrapped around him and illuminating the pathway he walked. So something was up... or a miss.  What though. Then something went through his mind.  As if his own thinking and pondering was shot at. Something was up. “That voice... is it...? YEah. HE heard someone.  Someone he remembered meeting twice in his own adventures. The later adventure was some crazy romp in some “video game” created by some Korean troll who figured it was funny to pull some pranks of death. “B-Beck?”  He asked himself.  “Is...  he?” He decided to head to the source.  This was not looking good.