#berserkerofgold

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@berserkerofgold

SCEPTER POINTED AT THE OGLING SERVANT, a warning to keep distance and his voice raised defensively. “EVEN IF WE ARE LINKED BY BOLTS OF LIGHTNING, I’D NOT BE SO FOOLISH AS TO DECLARE IT A BOND. ” Or a reason to let a stranger near. “AND EVEN IF ONE AS YOURSELF IS OF IRREGULAR ORIGIN AS WELL.”

[ingoldentent]

@berserkerofgold

“Sooooo, lemme see if I got this straight. You want my become my Piece... so you can be Santa?”

Well, it’s not the weirdest reason he’s heard of someone seeking a witch’s protection for. And it’s good hearted, he’ll give it that. However... “That’d be a once a year thing at most... You sure you wouldn’t want my money for anything else during the remaining 364 days?”

[nocturnirea]

@berserkerofgold | i cant think of a good title pun w golden, fu

THOUGH IT WAS ONLY SEPTEMBER, he noticed that with each passing day the number of people disguising themselves as various monsters continued rising. This fellow was neither the first nor the last to compliment him. ( But as for the question where he acquired his garbs )

               “IT’S NOT A COSTUME.”

[stemaotus-blog]

@berserkerofgold

“...”

Looking at the rows upon rows of snacks in display windows with no money in her pockets made Jinako so depressed she couldn’t stand it. The woman lived for few things: tasty snacks, Piece Journal, and video games. To think she’d be denied of those three things all at the same time was unbearable. But, her pride wouldn’t let her beg for the normal losers on the street. She’s too elite for that!

Instead, she’ll just complain, bonking her head against the display window glass with a look of pure despair on her face.

“First I almost die, then I find out I don’t have internet, then I don’t have any money...I don’t wanna job, I don’t wanna work......?!”

The scent of delicious, fresh food reached her nose and instantly made her stomach gurgle. Loudly. She made small, nervous glances at the large man nearby with said food, trying her best not to stand out as Jinako tried her new JinaSkill titled “Maybe If I Keep Staring At This Guy’s Food I Can Trick Myself Into Thinking I’m Full And I’ll Survive This!”

[calesvola-blog]

@berserkerofgold

He's big.

Lily pauses mid-stride, doing a double take at the golden-haired man in the park--he's really big, she amends in her thoughts, especially when compared to a girl her size. But rather than being intimidated, even from this far away, she's... curious.

She feels no fear in walking towards him, no matter how large and unfamiliar he may be--a king would never be afraid of one of her subjects, after all; to show fear in front of your people is nigh abhorrent. A king exists to protect her people, not be afraid of them.

Her gait is similar to a girl skipping as she makes her way over, hands clasped and twisted behind her back as she approaches the man. She unclasps them only when she finally reaches him, to give him a proper greeting--a curtsy, and a bob of her head.

And then, of course, Lily's manners completely disappear in a wash of excitement, cheeks flushed and eyes widening in awe as she takes in every inch of his physique. "You're so strong!" she says, in lieu of even introducing herself. She remains aware of propriety just enough to stop herself from touching the man's arm. "You must've trained a lot! What was your training regimen like? Did you eat a lot of meat?" Lily nods to herself, sure that that was one of the reasons why he looked so strong.

And then, of course, comes the inevitable question, bubbling excitedly from her mouth:

"Would you train ME?"

[isolaradiale]

Sorry, been busy with work lately...! Re-applying as Berserker (Sakata Kintoki) from the Fate series!

Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, Kintoki!

You’ll be housed in CONDO 437.

You will retain everything you were given previously.

– mod altair.

[isolaradiale]

Whoops, let my activity slip a bit! As such, re-applying as Berserker (Sakata Kintoki) from the Fate series!

Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, idk some loser!

You will be housed in HOUSE 165.

You’ll be returned everything you were given previously.

PLEASE NOTE: Because you were removed in an activity check you have one week to make three in-character posts else you will be considered inactive once more.

– mod altair.

[sperorevoco]

@berserkerofgold

“Fellas, c’mon... Let’s not be unreasonable, hm?”

       Well, this was quite a scene, wasn’t it? He’d hoped the move to a different city might mean reduced crime rates, but it seemed like things just couldn’t ease up for long. Somewhere, somehow, someone was going to make the decision to mug some poor guy in the streets, and he was going to have to step in. 

       Give or take a few couple dozen people coming out from the rafters, some more well-dressed than others. Seriously, what? 

“I take it... you were expecting me to show up here, or something?” 

       One particularly gaudy-looking gentleman stepped forward with a rather menacing glint in his eyes. By now, the person who was being mugged had long since fled for their life. 

“We been gettin’ a lotta trouble from you’se ‘hero’ types. Causin’ a right mess for our line ‘a work. Figured we’d make an example out of one ‘a ya, show we mean business.” He cracked his wrists, sliding a pair of brass knuckles on. “We already got some electric golden freak punchin’ our boys through walls, we gotta draw ‘da line somewhere. So, you gotta do, pretty boy.”

“That’d explain the welcoming committee here.” Naturally, the wizard didn’t seem particularly bothered by his situation. For a moment, he’d pause, looking above the scenery, before glancing back at the thugs surrounding him. “...You mind if I ask you a question?”

       Relatively nonplussed by the sudden request, the thug tilted his head a bit. “What’s that?”

“How much thought did you put into this?” His Driver’s already active, the Flame Ring going straight for the scan. “Not much, I’d bet. Especially given the... Ah, well, I’ll just let you look up and realize for yourself.” 

       And while that distraction’s going, he’s going to let his Driver handle the rest of the talking.

“FLAME, PLEASE!”