Ugh. Being sick is the worst.
Lazing in bed isn't the same when it becomes mandatory.
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@unaginata
Ugh. Being sick is the worst.
Lazing in bed isn't the same when it becomes mandatory.
redlinesoul:
Nemmy: Reinforce >>:There was something about Nagi’s offer that bothered you. She really was an annoying handful.
Not bothering to power down your pc, you scrambled out of the metal folding chair you called a desk chair.
You made sure to yoink the tracksuit jacket folded over the chair’s back and sprinted out the door and down the winding steps of the apartment block all while slipping each of your arms into the athletic coat.
Leave it to that snake idiot to invite you over in the rain. Though in your mind only babies would be halted by a downpour. Your choice of sandals was dangerous in weather like this.
Sure enough as they wettened, your feet would slip and slide on their surface. Yet you remained balanced, careful not to lose your footwear in the mud as you approached the remote outskirts your friend lived in.
Nagi’s status bars illuminated in the layout of your EGO. Noticing the chip of empty space in her HP you growled and bolted into an even more furious approach. Individual drops of rain began to sizzle and dissipate into steam on contact with the fury that was your aura of heat.
As Nagi’s dumb little retreat was properly in view, your growl turned into a warcry. Announcing your dominant presence to all involved. Targeting reticles alerted you to whatever intruders were bothering your friend. In one harsh motion you drew the sword from your back. That same warcry reached a crescendo and with no regard for your friend’s ugly house, you sprung into the air. All that gathered momentum and rage pushed you forward, a sandal’d foot extended. Immediately her old fashioned feudal doors buckled and collapsed. THUDKADUD—-PLAP. With no momentum lost, you rocketed forward like a missile. Landing your tiny foot squarely (and the sandal flat) with the force of war machine into the winged shadowy mass.
“I’m gonna kick YOUR ASS!!!”
“Gh-” You let out a small noise of discontent as two more sets of tiny, sharp fangs pierced into the back of your leg. More small slivers of health sloughed off from your total as the sluggishness you felt was exacerbated.
Metal whined against metal, the harsh sound joined by the even harsher cry of a certain party’s rapid approach from just outside. Ah, so she DID get the hint. Your stance widens, one foot shifting to point out towards your side as your upper body lurches back, then forward. With that bit of power behind your movements, your sword breaks contact with that of your opponent, forcing it back just slightly. You take the brief opportunity to leap to the side, palms connecting with the mat flooring as the world inverted for a moment. You hold your long legs aloft for a moment before following through with your previous momentum in something akin to a forward handspring. As Nemmy’s foot slams into the back of the attacking monster, you slam your legs down hard into the floor, crushing the writhing insects with a grisly splatter of shadowy viscera. “Hey, Nemmy.” Your free hand winds its way behind your head, propping it up for a moment as you flash your friend a lazy smile. Overhead, the scrabbling atop the tile roof intensifies, as more creatures similar to the first begin to frantically clamber in through the hole made by the first, their eyes burning with a vicious glow as they swarm into the modest sized room. Staying stationary on the floor felt like a good idea, though you already knew Nemmy wouldn’t be having any of that. Puffing out a weary sigh, you hauled yourself up to a sit, then a crouch, lifting your sword with minimal energy put toward the motion. “Not the moresome I was hoping for.” You joke dryly, one hand rising slowly to nudge at your glasses. “Care to help me clean up?”
Hm. Passing time alone is easy, but not preferable.
Just got my hands on the swimsuit edition of Monster Truck Monthly.
Hm. Won’t lie, it feels a bit odd not having anyone trying to convince me to go grind out some event items.
‘What type of protagonist are you?’
Heh. I don’t know about that.
Sweaty.
gardenenbloom:
Which is good, because I’m late again. It isn’t meant to be a habit.
Nagi, then. And no reputation levels, I’m sure you’re a wonderful person and you’ll have the chance to show that.
Yes! It is lovely and I treasure it.
Haha. Very time conscious, aren’t you? Unless you tell me, I probably won’t notice any lateness.
I’ll start blushing at this rate.
That’s good. A peaceful life can be hard to come by.
dreams-of-cerulean:
Hopefully. Luckily I haven’t encounter another one since. There’s still traps, but none that are lethal as that one. Of course, there’s plenty of time to be surprised.
Sounds like such a pain. It wouldn’t be too bad if you kept your progress, but losing everything is rough.
redlinesoul:
you must think your so clever
your not though youre a dumbass and im going to kick your ass the dumb one
Yeah. When I talk to you, at least.
Isn’t all of me the dumb ass?
gardenenbloom:
Thank you for not. I do not enjoy having bad manners be the first thing people are introduced to me with.
I do not pay attention to reputations when first meeting someone. You should have every opportunity to present yourself as you desire instead of me determining that for you. But it is nice to meet you, Nagi Unagi. Do you have a preferred name you like to go by?
Fiancées, pets, religious duties. The usual.
It’d take a lot more than a delayed greeting to give me a sour first impression.
Haha. Well, honestly that reputation isn’t too far off base. But I’ll leave any final verdicts to your discretion. Just Nagi is fine, but anything works so long as I can tell it’s meant for me.
Sounds idyllic.
redlinesoul:
no im not you stupid backwards idiot
youre so dumb its making me feel like im stupid too youre a superspreader
Must’ve caught it from a bout of close contact...
Nemmy is so obsessed with me.
gardenenbloom:
Hydda @unaginata and thank you for the follow. Sorry this is so late, I have been a little busy. Thank you for the follow. My name is Hinata and it is nice to meet you.
Hey there. Don’t worry, I won’t hold it against you.
Nice to meet you, Hinata. Name’s Nagi Unagi. Pay no mind to the reputation that evidently precedes me.
What’s got you busy?
A quiet patter of rain has worked itself up into a torrential downpour which pounded against the tiled roof of the Unnamed Estate. The full moon glared down from on high, veiled by silhouetted stormclouds. Color began to seep across the moon’s surface, bathing the area in a harsh teal light.
On the grounds of the estate, shadows began to coalesce until figures of varying sizes began to lurch out of the nothingness and shamble towards the main building.
> > >
redlinesoul:
lol did you see a bug
Among other things.
redlinesoul:
probably!?
what the hell does it explain what are you talking about!?
Why this place was conveniently vacant.
It isn’t.