Noxryn

when ur gettin hit by the pizza combo dash backwards

did u guardbreak tekulo and use ur vortex combo to ultimately shove him off a cliff tho

o i didnt realize 4 ended already oops im goin with i was makin sure mcstabbed was alright enough to keep his soul in his body

my contribution to this text based game

I've been trucking through the For Honor story mode after getting the Warden up to level 14 in PvP. Almost 2/3rds of the way through it, but the last mission I did was a doozy.

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IC: - Vwynolyn; Hopes n Dreams - "I... I just hope what happens here, I hope it's good. I don't... really know what I'll do with myself if it doesn't go well," she commented mentally as her hand rubbed the back of her neck, her mien falling a bit as she let out a long sigh. "Well... I guess, either way, I'd end up out of both of your hair," she added, feeling as if Zafin would be happy for that. Granted, to Vwynolyn, the woman didn't seem terribly warm to her, even if Vwyn found herself enjoying the times when they conversed.

IC: - Vwynolyn; idk lol - To that inquiry, there was an uncharacteristically long silence from Vwynolyn. For a long, few moments her eyes shifted down to the ground, staring at it for a bit until she let out an audible sigh. "To be honest," she started quietly, "it didn't provide me with much purpose. I still feel like I lack that. Purpose, direction, meaning," her mental words paused for a moment, "Kozu didn't let me be who I am. So, even there, I felt like I lacked a real purpose. As if I was... a fake, taking on a purpose that was not mine. I don't know if that makes sense to you. And in Sado, it felt... purposeless, directionless, though I was at least happier that I felt things were a little more on my terms from time to time." She paused again, running her fingers over the back of her neck as she thought. "I still feel that way. When I leave here, no matter what's said and done, I'm not sure what I'd do. There's things I want to learn, and do, but finding someone willing to teach me much of anything will be hard. Especially without any money, or, enough to pay for the trouble of dealing with someone like me." She rubbed her fingers over her bicep in a shy gesture, not so honest about that worry before.

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IC: - Vwynolyn; Happy Thoughts - "Hm," Vwynolyn made the sound aloud as she thought for a moment, wondering quite what she enjoyed the most during her time. "To be honest, there aren't a lot of things. Aside from the happiness I felt anytime someone referred to me as a woman without prompting, or insult, which in and of itself was... rare, I suppose I liked some people I came across. Usually one's I'd do... call them favors, for. There's a large amount of disrespectful sorts, but... there were always a few who treated me well. Used the terms I wanted, made me feel comfortable, gave me compliments and sometimes offered food, or a prolonged stay in a bed, a way to clean myself, too. I think those were the better things. Most of what I take pleasure in comes in the form of writing, or archery itself. Sometimes drinking, but I developed a problem with that." She sighed audibly, her face a bit red with some of the things she could recount, eyes shifting to the side a bit. "But... that makes me kind of curious, what sorts of things do you enjoy to do, yourself?"

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IC -Vwynolyn: Still Not Over Square 1 - "Physically it can be cold sometimes, not quite as... humid, here. At least from what I remember," Vwyn started in response, biting her lip a little bit as, while she initially purely meant places of her childhood, coldness in other forms often came for her in those days. "And... a, a bit, yes. There was a period when things weren't as rough, but... for the most part, take your initial reaction to what I had to say and am, and multiply it. Without any sort of... protection." Even walking amongst the others, she shifted a little bit, visibly pained from some of the memories that came to mind as her eyes looked off to the side. A part of her unsure if it was so wise to share so much, mostly as she did not quite think Zafin a friend, not for desire to not be, but Vwynolyn figured the woman not quite one to make and retain friendships judging by the way they initially met, at least.

IC: - Vwynolyn; Well Then - "Oh, I wasn't aware," Vwynolyn responded after a moment, it taking a moment for her to realize Zafin was actually a noble, although a part of her felt it improper to treat her without that respect initially considering her station. "But I'm glad, and I appreciate it, at the very least I know I won't end up lost or somehow manage to find my way stuck somewhere," she half thought to make a joke of finding herself in some restricted area, though with the context of everything, she felt that one would be a bad thing to even mention in a passing joke remark. "It's quite hot here, different from... well, my own childhood," she added, her eyes wandering about the scenery, Vwynolyn admittedly more comfortable in colder climates, the woman only glad she wasn't sweating up a storm in her outfit.

IC: - Vwynolyn; Blame the Heat - Not expecting a response, Vwynolyn's attention perked up again from the new reply. Her face turned a shade redder, unused to anyone wanting to be in her presence for a prolonged time, she blamed internally. "I... I appreciate that," she commented back, "Hopefully that won't end up a bother, since I doubt many here would have any enthusiasm about something like that," she meant the last to be a bit joking, though there was likely more truth to the statement than she would have liked. A part of Vwynolyn took that to mean she'd end up around Yumiwa most of the time, as she figured Zafin would stick glued to the Empress' side. Not that she could blame that: it made sense, and fell in line with Zafin's own duties and Vwynolyn doubted her the type to wander away from that actual, physical position willingly. To Vwynolyn, the woman seemed too dutiful for that, in a way Vwynolyn found herself respecting.

IC: - Vwynolyn; Sad, but Fair - Vwynolyn sighed visibly, one of her hands rubbing along the back of her neck as she did not seem too overjoyed by the news. "That's... fair," she responded in ideatalk, appearing to wish the case would be otherwise. "Perhaps it's poor of myself to take comfort having my weapon, but I understand the reasoning," she added, intending to assert that she was more than wiling to comply, even if it made her a bit uncomfortable ultimately. Of all the things she had on her, the weapon and her own mask were the two physical constants for her. It still seemed clear Vwynolyn held some latent fears about this overall meeting, more in that the day would only grow more uncomfortable for her as it went on.

IC: - Vwynolyn; Idea Talk on the Walk - For a long while she zoned out. Feet moving in procession with everyone else, the hotter temperature in the air, it felt hard for her to stay completely focused on what felt like absolutely nothing but walking. Long, dull, walking. It felt nice, at least, to have her bow on her person although she could feel a few others around were a bit less enthusiastic about her choice to take it with. After all, not too many seemed to trust her too much, if at all. Honestly, she felt happy neither of the Imperial Guards too issue with her, or Yumiwa, or her handmaiden. At least, not issue to immediately have her return the weapon back to her room. It wasn't for want of using it, but it always brought a sense of personal safety and comfort to her. Knowledge that if something out of the ordinary happened, or if someone chose to confront her, she had a means to defend herself. Her deep, pink colored eyes shot up when her mind was touched by Zafin, to say the few words to prompt her for that eventuality. For a moment she seemed a bit back out of possible daydreams, her fingers wiping themselves along her dress. "I... yes, that makes sense. I presume... I would receive it on my way back?" She asked the second question as, frankly, she felt uncertain if they would want to give it back to her, or if one of the Imperial Guards present with them would prefer to take charge of it on the way back. After all, she wasn't here in the position of a warrior, a guard, or a soldier. That possibility wouldn't surprise her, although a part of her would feel a bit sad to be away from her weapon. Similar to how a younger child might be unhappy if their favorite toy was taken from them, though with less risk of a tantrum.

tbh u wouldnt catch me dead in tubesocks unless i had no options left

up to 50 pages now (which in Zenwriter seems to translate to 154 minutes read time) still it's like one thirdish of the way, but hey, 8k words in two days feels pretty nice

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That is, clearly, a rock.

3/5 also because I vaguely remember you around a while back, haha

i have a good health plan the guy who knocked on my door and sold it to me said so

now ur makin me blush x3

tbh this happens to me a lot i usually use paint to reorient it but 99.9999% of the time im like "ehhhhhh screw it"

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