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[timedattacks-blog]

@azureax

New surroundings, new faces, new everything. New air, especially, it’s already causing him breathing problems and forcing him to spit phlegm here and there. No normal color at all, soot and smoke, Ekko does indeed have some terrible lungs thanks to Zaun’s air his entire life. Even after being whisked away to this Zaun copy, the original sticks to him in more than one way. Fibonacci won’t ever be home, either, it just has similar shapes, colors and structuring.

It sucks. Something he noticed within the car ride that hasn’t stopped bothering him is the Z-Drive - his most prized creation - wasn’t working right at all. Barely at the power output it regularly was, and he’d been tinkering with it ever since, not listening to the driver in the slightest. Issue being, he’s limited on tools and can only truly take it apart by hand to look at the hex-crystal. Other than that, he’s little he can truly do about it as he sat outside his new housing and moped about.

The kid hasn’t cried in a long time. Never had to, things could be handled so easily when it came to controlling time... he could just pull a lever and make things better. Now he wasn’t sure if it was due to the situation at hand, or the coughing fit that was coming on. The boy quickly sets the device down, to stand; and to bump into Benedict as he does so. There’s no time to give a true apology before he’s coughing into the dark street and spitting up gunk.

Give him a second, please. That’s all he usually needs.

[chaosmagecraft]

@azureax​

Flatt did not intend to break the model boat, but intentions and actions were two different things. Unfortunately he’d only just arrived in the city, which meant he did not have nearly enough money to pay for the damages. 

“I- I can fix it, see? Okay? One, two and ta-da! ...Oh- Right! My magecra- I mean- My magic trick! My magic trick didn’t work! Ahaha Oh no! Looks like I screwed up! Oops! Ahaha... Any chance we can let this go? No? Umm...”

[laesocorde-blog]

@azureax // starter call.

though hawke had taken it upon themself to initially teach him to read and write, it hasn’t stopped fenris from practicing on his own. being on a foreign island is no reason to give his studies pause. he’s gotten quite good at it over the years.

perhaps when he’s mastered the common tongue, he will take it upon himself to learn qunlat. 

there are numerous bookstores dotting the cityscape, but fenris ignores them in favor of a public library nestled in archimedes ward. that such huge quantities of literature are made readily available to anyone at no cost is a source of wonderment. he skims the aisles of bookshelves for anything that piques his interest, only to spot out of the corner of his eye a man with his arms wrapped around a huge stack of books.

❝ are you... borrowing all of those at once? ❞

[isolaradiale]

hi mods! i'd like to place a reserve on Columbus from Crash Fever! today is july 18th and you can contact me on twitter @another_edennys

Reserved!

– ⋆ betelgeuse.

[ziodie]

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         The boardwalk games were definitely enticing... With a variety of games and prizes, stuffed animal prizes, Kanji had to check it out. And so, he finds himself standing in front of a strength tester machine, you know, the ones with giant hammer attached to the string. Surprisingly, only one other person trying their hand at it -- a pretty strong looking guy at that. But that’s not what Kanji pays attention to, no, his attention is on the giant stuffed bunny dangling as a prize.

         Clenching his fist, he swears to himself, “I’m gonna bring ya home, ain’t no doubt about that.” -- but anybody else might’ve thought Kanji was talking to them.

[firstvicar-blog]

@azureax

   “Hmm...a hunter?”

Laurence was peering from a bridge at the underpass below -- the city was large, to be certain, but he had seen Yharnam rise from nothing; a maze of paths and alleys, dominated by tall, spire-like buildings reminiscent of cathedrals, places of worship and humility. In comparison, this city seemed almost...tame. 

But he was no fool. He knew of what lay below the surface, what manner of potential existed even in the most unassuming of places. For him, it was not a matter of whether a tranquil locale held deep-seated secrets, but how quickly he would be able to dig them up...make use of them. As he performed his quiet observations, his dark eyes fell upon a young man walking past -- the man dressed in the garb of a holy man held out his arm to get the passerby’s attention.

   “...You seem to be finding your way around. A newcomer, perhaps? You’ve the stance of a fighter...have you seen much blood in your time?”

[kosaju-blog]

Wandering into the Refreshing Fruits grounds out of curiosity quickly resulted in her helping an old woman carry watermelons out of her truck. The woman might have been a con artist searching for free labor (the melons somehow got in there in the first place), but Karen ignored the suspicion and kept at it. Unable to wrap her arms around the big boxes, she carried them out one at a time to place behind the woman’s set-up.

She didn’t count each one, but she eventually wished she did. She got very tired after quite a few passed through her hands, and with a big sigh she crouched down in defeat. Looking up as someone started to pass by, she instinctively spoke up to the capable-looking man.

“Wait!” Quickly standing, Karen smacked her hands together and intertwined her fingers in a pleading gesture. “Can you help me carry some watermelons, pleeease? I got a lot of it done, but I’m...” Her face fell. “...Tired.”

@azureax

[isolaradiale]

Please forget the reserve, I got a little excited. Here is Benedict from Another Eden! You can find the app under /app!

Welcome!

You’ll be staying in HOUSE 139!

You’ll be able to keep your supernatural speed, though you wouldn’t be able to go faster than a car!

You’ll be given a wooden axe!

Enjoy your stay!

--Mod Lyra