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[chalicejoker]

So I can make takoyaki now. I've been trying and failing to do that for years. My takoyaki skills have been a running joke through the family since I was ten. I could just never do it. I'd always screw it up somehow. Until now.

I think I pulsed that back. Somehow. They think I must have just been practicing, but I haven't even tried in a couple of years. Then suddenly today we're talking about street foods, one thing led to another, and I can do it.

Apparently I was a giant bug who liked fighting other monsters and could make a mean takoyaki. This stuff's just getting weird.

[Turning into a horrible giant bug? He's made his peace with that, somewhat. Maybe. At least publicly. Fighting other monsters? Sure, he can roll with it. But making takoyaki has apparently pushed Hajime over some sort of weirdness threshold.]

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[phoenix_temple]

[Today, Anais is recording a video of a giant, bird-shaped robot.]

... Is it sad I kind of miss him just being Birdgod? But the weirdest thing goes on with him. I can pilot him from the inside. And he just does whatever I do...

Is this normal for giant robots? I mean, I thought it was supposed to be an actual robot. With controls. He just does what I do, no machinery at all.

It's weird.

He stores pretty conveniently, though.

[Video] - July 17th

[guitar_case_vagabond]

[Raye's been absent from school for the past couple of days and anybody who knows her usual haunts would have noticed she's been gone from them as well. As soon as she shows up on video the reason becomes apparent. She looks like somebody who lost a fight with a truck. There's a few day old fading bruises, scrapes and at least one bandaid on her cheek just under her left eye.]

Hey, so, uh, good news I figured out that shit with my superpowers so back to normal there. Bad news is I kinda broke part of the Dead District.

[She doesn't seem that worried about it though as she reaches over to retrieve... a lemon and takes a bite right out of it, skin and all, and chews away without giving a single fuck. This next part was the tough bit.]

Anyway, I'm back to full power and everything but I figure I could use some practice. So, if there's anybody out there who knows swordfighting and shit, let me know.

[She pauses for a second, like she wants to say something else to someone in particular then just makes a quiet noise and switches the video off.]

video; backdated to 6/16

[waltharius]

[ Walter is looking like utter crap, and that's putting it nicely. His hair is disheveled (!!!) and he's got bags under his eyes. Though most of his injuries from the demon car have healed up, his arm remains in a cast. He takes a deep breath before speaking. ]

...hey, uh.

[ He brings out a large pinkish bow, fumbling awkwardly as he tries to keep it in the frame. ]

I found this in my closet after the... the car thing. Obviously, I can't shoot it now, but later, I'm -- I'll probably need arrows. Considering how things have been lately, I want to be prepared for... whatever.

But... I'll be honest, it's been getting really, really hard. Keeping all of this a secret, I mean. I just... don't know how much longer I can hide this from my parents. They're kind of oblivious to a lot of things, but they're not stupid...

... ...anyway, on a less... whiny note, I'm eighteen now. I thought I'd feel a little different, but... no, I'm the same old me.

[ Walter offers a weak smile. ]

Pretty silly of me, huh?

video

[goldenguitar]

[Pierce shows up on the network, still with red hair, and looking kind of... frustrated. He is observing the camera with a frown, head propped up on his hands which are... gloved?]

So, I would like to submit myself in the running for most obnoxious echo ever.

[He, very gingerly, pulls off a glove, picking up random objects around his desk as he keeps talking.]

By the way, I don’t really plan on making posts on here all the time. This is just super shitty timing. Also, if I can get any tips on how to break this to parents, that would be awesome. There’s only so long I can pretend I’m high enough to think I need gloves that my folks will believe.

Oh, and one more thing-- a-ha. [Pierce holds up an apple, and from the tips of his fingers spread a sheen of gold, enveloping the apple within moments.]

I figured out what I hate Greek mythology.

[He sighs, pulling the glove back on and frowning down at his creation.] ...Anybody want a golden apple? [Any reference to the fairest of them all or giant wooden horses will totally be lost on him.]

[Open]

[brotimaeus]

Who: Richard Stroud (Bro Strider) & YOU~
When: June 17
Where: Winding Way Bookstore & Expresso Yourself, potential to move anywhere else/into a Blackout area if that's the way it goes c:
What: A couple of general prompts looking to boost CR and lay down some more roots in the game. c: Any format is fine, I'll follow you.

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