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he's not trying to be specific because tomorrow is when we go back to standard time.

we're all still in daylight savings...


for now...

u meen u weRnT BEen SrYOus​

Someone hold me back before I do something stupid.

he said he came up with an idea at 10:20, not that he was telling us about his idea at 10:20.

Just because he posted it then doesn't mean that the time he posted was the time he came up with the idea. Gosh!

I would have thought Elsa would have been a big one this year, but for my town so far the number of Hermione Grangers is triple the amount of Elsas

I'm eating a shitload of candy and crying about how my mother isn't letting me go trick or treating anymore

it's all of the new staff taking over... except cherry, she refused to take down llave, so they both went down together.

oh come on don't you know who this is?!

-whistles-

ஜ Name: Hiryuu
ஜ Age (Reality and if it applies looks/acts like): 16
ஜ Appearance: here
ஜ Small bio: Hiryuu is an energetic and stubborn person by nature, but he has restraint from in when not in battle. Hiryuu is Kiza's apprentice, but he's not an inventor. Rather, he is a quick-to-jump-to-it test dummy, who manages to find miraculous ways to survive the terror that is a malfunctioning machine. He has his heart seemingly set in the right place, but he is easily swayed. He's also quick to fight, and does not tend to think of the consequences until they are already in effect, even if it's something stupid like someone making fun of his hair. He has not had any friends outside of his friendship with Kiza and because of this he seems to have a lack of sympathy for people with broken hearts and upset feelings. He's not afraid to crack a couple of jokes, but for the most part he has not broken out of his shell in order to try and friend friendship in others.
ஜ Reason for rescuing the hero: Does not have a real reason other than that he's following Kiza
ஜWeapon (If applicable): This Keyblade [It don't have a name yo]
ஜPower (If applicable): Hiryuu is not very skillful, but possesses magical talent. He is able to use magic to blend in with his surroundings, almost completely, even if he's moving. He also has a mild copy-cat ability. If he watches the ability used, he can use it weakly. If he experiences full force what that ability can do, he can use it a lot more strongly. But he can only copycat three abilities at one time, so if he's loving his ability to walk through walls, if someone uses some sort of poison magic, he'll lose that power.
ஜ Other: "Look I'm not here for you or your damn sob stories, I'm just here for Kiza. If you have a problem with me, that's fine. Have a problem with Kiza? I'll beat you senseless."

ஜName: Kiza
ஜ Age (Reality and if it applies looks/acts like): 38
ஜ Appearance: here
ஜSmall bio: Kiza is an inventor whose quiet around most people, but when alone or with someone who knows her, can go absolutely insane. She's Hiryuu's master, but doesn't care if he addresses her as such (even though he tends to). She's calm and collected when she needs to be, but she hates being stuck in one place and would become an absolute wreck if she was forced to be stuck somewhere. She does not have a real workshop due to this, and tends to always be on the road. She likes traveling at night, since she's always had a fascination with the stars, and has a full constellation map always on her person.
ஜ Reason for rescuing the hero: For whatever reason, at the mention of the hero she felt compelled to help release him. Even though she cannot explain these feelings.
ஜWeapon: Galaxy Ballet
ஜPower (If applicable): Kiza possesses no direct "powers" that any normal keyblade wielder wouldn't have. Instead she possesses an amount of skills. She is able to design and assemble her inventions at a remarkably fast rate, even if it takes a while for her to conceptualize. She has a logically thinking mind, but when things seems to defy logic she can break from that frame of thinking and come up with some insane and crazy solutions to an issue.
ஜ Other: "We could sit here in a safe environment where no one is going to try and hurt me maliciously while I'm building... but that would ruin half the fun wouldn't it?"

Can you sing and record a song for me, it's for investigative purposes.

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happy national cat day sistah

notes to self: hwan's is fine, maybe tweak the bottom so it doesn't cut off.
thoughts on marvel's are mixed. maybe remove splatter paint or use a different approach to graffiti.​

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I'm not going to remember this, I really won't. I'll see all the computers and cable clocks adjust and I'll assume everything is fine but I'll forget that my damn alarm clock needs to be manually set and my alarm will go off on Monday at 5am instead of 6am. I'll wake up the brothers and get ready to go to school and we'll all be leaving when my mother shouts: "COLLEEN IT'S ONLY 6AM, NOT 7AM."

I know this because this is some sort of mental tradition my brain likes to pull every year without letting me know in advance.

and I hate it so much

Memory 1a

Spoiler: The workings and descriptions of Starlite Paradise

Starlite Paradise, a world where outside of buildings, the only source of light is the stars and the moon. The huts outdoors look old, almost as if from some sort of medieval village in the country. But the outdoor appearance is not something to judge it from. Inside, everything seems pretty technologically advanced. Sure, there were things they did not have, but for a small world that is cut off from the universe, it does just fine.

The village is set on low ground, around the village are the plateaus no one really uses. Beyond the plateaus is more flatland, and then mountains surrounding the leftover area. No one who ever went to the mountains returned, and considering how high and unstable they were, people just assumed those who left had met their end.

The affairs of this world are different than most. They learn, they work, they do what they please. The world's calendar is based on the lunar cycle, and the moon travels around the sky in a circle indicating a day, the more to the eastern plateau it is, the closer to the Report moon it is. Curfew moon is to the western plateau. Report moon is where the day starts, and Curfew is where it ends.

The village responds and gathers when a flare is signaled. The color signals the event. Red is the gathering flare for events and important announcements. Orange is the missing child flare, which usually the missing child responds to. The blue flare is the emergency flare, when something is going horribly wrong. And the white flare is the purity flare, which is the flare that shoots off during marriages and adulthood ceremonies.

Families do not exist. Parents exist, but are not labeled as 'mother or father'. After a child is born they are moved from the family. There is a foster system, where all the kids go and are observed to see what their talents and hobbies are. They are then moved when they turn ten to a different home where they are put into a job category that suits their wants and needs. There are apprenticeships for ages before ten, which are commonly used. Parents are still acknowledged as parents, and kids often know who they are, and thank them on important occasions for giving them life, but other than that they are usually distant.

Marriages still exist, with the soul purpose of fulfilling the feelings of love. Whoever they deem their soul mate, it is generally accepted. The two tend to be in the same job, but are not always.

The village itself does not have a name, since they do not need to tell anyone where they are from. They worry about their own affairs, and it is very rare and generally frowned upon for people to "pretend" there are other places out there. Nothing truly happens to them other than them being excluded and outcasted. There are no "murders" or "penalties". On extremely rare occasions, banishment occurs. This has only happened 4 times in the village's history

In this world, people wear bright colors in order to be seen easier since it is so dark. Especially children, who tend to be dressed in bright whites, yellows, reds, and greens. Adults can wear duller colors, and all adults are given a special mechanism that allows for light to shine briefly in the area in order for them to see things better. Blacks, navy blues, and browns are extremely frowned upon because they are intentionally worn to not be seen. There is no reason someone should not be seen in this world.

The park in the south part of the village was filled with children, running around and letting off energy. They were playing games like tag, ring around the rosy, and there was one game of hide and seek going on.

A boy was covering his eyes and counting to a hundred as best as they could, then they began looking for the other kids. There were a total of nine he had to find, and soon he was down to two. He looked up in the trees and found one of them, but one of them was left unfound.

"Okaaay, the game is ooover. You do not need to hide as good as you aaaare." they looked around laughing and no one could find them. After a moment one of the kids said, "Ugh is it Lemon hiding again? We'll never find her!"
"Lemoooon we are done with this round! Please come out..."

A little yellow girl poked her head out from behind a tree and spoke, "I'm right here."

The kids jumped and one let out a scream before the boy who was seeking said, "Hey! Did you move around? You aren't supposed to do that!"
"There are no rules about that! I was hiding the right way. You just didn't see me move!"
"Lemon's a cheater!"
"No I'm not!"
"Cheater cheater cheater!"
"You're just upset because you lost!"
"Cheaaaate- AH!"

The boy was pushed to the ground and the girl shook him shouting, "I'M NOT A CHEATER!"
"HELP HELP, LEMON IS HURTING ME!"
"I'M NOT HURTING YOU! THIS IS HOW YOU HURT SOMEONE!"

The girl held her fist up to punch him before someone grabbed it and spoke, "Lemon."

Lemon let out a nervous laugh as she turned around and smiled at the adult, "H-hello Ms Ryu~"
"Were you fighting again?"
"N-no... he just... He called me a cheater and I didn't cheat!"

The woman let out a sigh and then smiled and replied, "I'm going to take Lemon and talk to her, you all keep on playing."
"But-"
"Sh."

Ryu took Lemon's hand and pulled her to the side so they were sitting alone. Lemon fiddled with her hands nervously, afraid of what she would be scolded about this time, and Ryu spoke, "You know, I was like you when I was younger. I could hide really well, and I did not really get along with the other kids. But after a while I learned to not let that get me angry, and I took my anger and frustrations out on something else."
"A pillow?"
"Nope... here..."

Ryu opened up their bag and pulled out a carved out owl out of wood. Lemon's eyes widened in amazement as she grabbed it from Ryu and examined it, "You made this?"
"Yes."
"How?"
"Whittling." the woman looked through her bag again and pulled out a half-finished carving and a knife. She quickly gave Lemon a little lesson, then got a piece of fresh wood out of her bag, and handed Lemon the knife, "You try it out."
"You trust me with a knife?"
"I taught you how to use it properly, I trust you'll use it properly. Please don't break that trust or I won't let you whittle."

Lemon smiled and began to try and whittle. By the end of the time at the park, Lemon had made half of a dog, or at least she said it was a dog. She figured it may take her more practice, but she was happy about this new skill and was excited to see how much better it go over time.
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It was only after Cailyn had replied that she realized she probably made it sound like they were not doing anything to help out. They were, and she would never say they were not. When she was asking for help, it was because she was being swarmed by the guards and could not get up off the ground. Well, Kaida was still on the ground, and she still needed help. She just decided to tell herself to calm down, "It is okay, they are both busy and cannot help you out at this moment. You put yourself in this situation, you can get yourself out."

Kaida let out an attack growl and threw her keyblade up in a perfectly vertical direction. This allowed her to hit two of the guards who fell back. When they keyblade flew back down it stuck in the ground right next to her head. She stared for a moment in shock but then quickly jumped up, grabbing the keyblade, and swung it out of the ground and at another guard. She tried to roll out of the way and hit one more guard as she left the circle.

All of them were still around and not knocked out, which made Kaida feel like she was losing steam, but she did a quick count of what was left and felt relieved. Only fifteen more, it's almost done, then we can all finish off Pete. Kaida ran at the guards with another yell and hit the ones she already did damage to, knocking four of them out. The guards tried to attack her again and she backed off and ran over at Pete and hit him again. He let out a yell and ran off behind the guards... again. He seemed nervous about the lack of guards around him, which clearly meant he was running out of human... weasel? Weasel shields. Kaida took a deep breath tallying up what was left and congratulated herself silently knowing she could still perform basic math and she ran over to Cailyn and Roe. There was a guard near them that was still standing, but looked weak, so she swung at him and knocked him out in order to get him out of the way.

Kaida breathed in again and blocked the attacks from the guards as she spoke, "Alright, from what I can see, there's only ten more of these guys left. We should focus on taking them all out, and then we can all go after Pete and teach him a lesson together. Sound good to you two?" Kaida waited for a response from them, healing herself due to the damage she took when she was surrounded by the guards. She then planned an attack strategy for her next move.

ooc:
exp: 460 words = 23 EXP

guards: 10/30 left
pete: 151/300