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ghosthalfa · 15 days
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@gungnirclad sing your heart out!
        he hadn't actually known he'd been paired with another until danny stepped out onto the stage of the coliseum, floating a few inches above the sandy ground. he had blinked in surprise at the girl he found emerging from the entrance right off of his own, white hair falling into his face as danny tilted his head curiously. her outfit was bright and intense, metal glinting in the sunlight pouring down from above, and though her face looked gentle the halfa knew better than to judge her capability just from that. his mom seemed as harmless as a teddy bear sometimes, but that didn't stop her from being a ninth-degree black belt.
    ❝ Heeey! ❞ danny touched down on the sand gently as he waved, beginning to jog over to the other. hopefully, she wouldn't take him as the threat. ❝ I didn't know this was a team thing! This should be a lot easier with the both of us. ❞
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    ❝ Just as long as this thing doesn't get too crazy, at least. ❞ he shot a crooked smile her way, shoulders relaxed. ❝ I'm Phantom, by the way. Looking forward to fighting with you! ❞
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hydrofloraison · 11 days
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@gungnirclad
💧 "I see... So you're a singer? Is that what you intend on doing for your performance? Singing?" Furina had sworn off the stage unless absolutely necessary, but she had still desired to be involved with Rank It To The Top event. And so if she didn't want to perform? Why not help others with their performances?
And so she was offering herself up as a consultant. She was surprised that this teen would take her up on her offer.
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"I suppose you'd stand out more if you could pair it with something else though. Hm..."
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aid-lombard · 4 years
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@gungnirclad​
Saint-Germain doesn’t feel real anymore.
She’d long accepted there would be nothing after death. It was part of the reason she was so terrified of it. (It was part of the reason she stopped caring so much when she thought Prelati and Cagliostro were dead.) And yet, here she is, lost in a strange city she feels unusually safe in. Isola Radiale. Spirale. They're names she’s never heard before in her thousands of years of researching legends, and yet, they're the things she’s least worried about.
Her Spellcaster is gone. She still possesses her Lapis Philosophorum, but it’s easy to tell that it's nothing more than a pretty rock at the moment. None of her alchemy works, aside from her ability to fly, but really, that’s not...too incredibly helpful in this situation. She’s too disoriented to try and scope things out, as it were, and she prefers to keep her feet on the ground. She’s been given some sort of toy gun, as if that’s a reasonable exchange, but she’s got the feeling there’s not much to be done about that at the moment. But none of this would matter, really, if she still had the two she cared so deeply for.
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And it’s this sense of loss that’s led her to wander in the rain, aimless. She notices the hustle and bustle around here, notices how people simply seem to be going about their daily lives. Are these natives? Or have they been whisked away from their deaths, like her? She can’t bring herself to ask anyone. Why bother? Honestly, she’s not in the mood to try and conjure up small talk--even if she were feeling good, she’s never been the greatest at it. So she stumbles about, caught in a hazy stupor she’s fine letting herself continue to sink into.
Until...a song.
That song.
It’s not being sung, really--it’s just a hum--but that small concession is all that’s needed to drag her back into reality, slam her into an uncomfortable truth. But how could this be? She knows the purification worked. Did Adam...? Was everything for naught, in the end? Without realizing it, she begins to tremble as her gaze falls upon Hibiki Tachibana, who seems to be cheerfully going about her day, despite the pouring rain. She feels sick. She wants to run, but she’s never been good at that, really. Like a deer in the headlights, she’s quite the sore sight.
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lemillione · 4 years
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         every step to the left or right of his own is immediately matched, leaving mirio no room to squeeze by with his larger frame. besides him was a much smaller hibiki but her mind seems elsewhere. and the one standing in front of them, attempting to put a stop to this whole ‘ cut the wires, save the robot ‘ rescue mission is nanami -- hibiki called her. were they acquaintances or something more? that is all already unclear.
         no friend of mirio’s would side with those who wished to eradicate everyone. ...right? then why...? a gloved fist clenches at his side as brows furrow in confusion. if there is any room to change her mind, then what better than civilly -- with words?
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         ❛ don’t you know what will happen to the people here if you don’t let us shut the robot down? aren’t there people here that you care about? formed friendships with? there has to be something here worth saving. ❜
why does this feel like a pre-boss convo? @nanamigatari​ > @gungnirclad​
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madeinkarlan · 4 years
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Springtide Starter | @gungnirclad​
“Ah-! ...Oh no...”
Pramanix had accidentally bumped her elbow against the table when adding a small touch to her latte art sunflower. This caused her to accidentally pour more when she hadn’t meant to, and it basically ruined the whole thing. Just a big blob of milk, now.
She looked down at it dejectedly, then asked of the girl sitting across from her at this table, “Does this still look like a flower to you...?”
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“I won’t be winning anything with this...”
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spardium · 4 years
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@gungnirclad​
dante’s never been too fond of snow. maybe it was the fact that he was the son of a major demon from hell, or maybe it was the fact that his snow angels never turn out the way he wants them (he doesn’t know how the horns get there, but they always do. however, this time he knows he can’t stay behind and sulk in his house --- he needs to help, helping citizens and avoiding world ending, also known as a typical sunday for dante.
mixed feelings spring up the moment he sees hibiki --- he knows she’s strong, he’s seen it and sensed it. what she has in strength she accompanies with spirit, dante admires her for that same reason. but it’s his that same youthfulness that activates his inner worry. maybe he’s too much of an old man for this.
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“Hey. You holdin’ up well?” dante approaches, holding his hand up in a wave. things seem rather calm, the snow that lays beneath their feet isn’t moving at all. “Things got pretty rough all of a sudden, huh. Reminds me of home.”
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gunchucks · 4 years
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         the whole band thing was a bit impromptu but it was always something sun dreamed about putting together. with hibiki’s good / bad influence ( depending how this’ll play out ), they decided to take in musical genius, zenitsu. sun on sax, hibiki on main vocals, and zenitsu on a plethora of instruments, the sunshine kids was full of talent, full of energy, and full of sunshine. and with the holidays approaching, what better time to get the band in shape than performing at a holiday venue?
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         ❛ we’ve only got a few days to practice so we’ve gotta make every practice count! alright! let’s hit it on three -- one, two, th -- wait, what song are we playing again? ❜ 
sunshine kids assemble !! @donneratem​​ > @gungnirclad​​
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lumatriarch · 4 years
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[ @gungnirclad ]
“Pardon me, miss, but may I ask something? Do you think my outfit is too...” What’s the word? “...stands out too much?”
Rosalina wasn’t exactly self-conscious about her dress, but ever since arriving she couldn’t help but notice that the common attire here was more... well, normal. Hardly anyone seen walking around in a regal outfit like hers, and she wondered if she should do more to fit in, if she was going to be here for some time.
This girl’s outfit, on the other hand, was not only more in line with the kind of clothing she saw on most people, but it was also extraordinarily cute. If she were to ask anyone for fashion advice, this person didn’t seem like a bad first choice.
“I’m not used to... being in an area so populated. I don’t want to give off the wrong impressions.”
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spiritgates · 4 years
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                ❛   Aaaaagh, I can’t eat all of this... !   ❜
         LOOKS   like she severely underestimated the size of the average bowl at this stall !  Back on the Star Trail, the portions were pretty manageable and same-y, but this... This ramen had unfathomable depths !  Lucy doesn’t think she could see the bottom of the bowl even if she ate all day !  Normally Natsu was like a built-in insurance policy to make sure she never wasted her money, but... 
                ❛   Hey--- !  You !  Have you ordered yet ?!   ❜   Their eyes meet in the midst of a cheapskate’s desperation !   ❛   Wanna split this with me maybe ? It could be like an appetizer or something !!   ❜
@gungnirclad​​​​ : STARTER CALL !
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foeto-blog · 5 years
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@gungnirclad // starter call
Now that his Devas were seemingly untrained again, it would take Gundam some time before he could begin to suggest various commands for them to follow. Troublesome as it might be, he was still guided by his connection to the the beasts and his devotion towards them would never waver. It was for that reason what he was in this clearing, with sunflower seeds in hand to begin some degree of basic training again for the Devas, when one of them chirped out regarding the presence of another -- Gundam jumping to his feet immediately to address the other party, hamsters perching on his frame in their ‘menacing’ best.
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“Golden maiden of chaos, it would be unwise for you to gain another inch forward! For you are in the territory of the Supreme Overlord of Ice and his vassals; identify yourself and state your purpose lest I allow this poisonous barrier of mine swell!” 
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lemillione · 4 years
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         a lack of confidence and a lack of reason to engage in combat since his arrival has mirio feeling restless. hero work didn’t always require fighting and quite frankly, this hero would prefer it that way. at least until he can master his skills as they are now. regardless, training -- no matter how minuscule it might seem -- is essential to keep his own morale high and his form at its tip top shape. 
         so when hibiki offers to spar mirio, he can’t say no. in fact, he’s actually looking forward to this! between the borders of spirale and mistwood looks promising with ample room to allow two great forces to clash against each other. it’s such a nice, sunny day as well! with some light stretching here and there, mirio seeks to take full advantage of the gifts of today.
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         ❛ i may not have my quirk, but i hope you do not go easy on me, tachibana-san. in return, i will not do the same! i’m taking this as seriously seriously as i can! ❜ raised are his arms, his stance now defensive as his beady eyes meet hibiki’s gleaming ones. ❛ ready when you are! ❜
ready? fight! @gungnirclad​
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