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isolaradiale · 4 years
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Okay! I think I got it. The ooc contact was listed, but I linked it this time, hopefully that works! Reapplying as my OC Edgar you can, again, find his application under application. Thank ye!
Welcome back to scenic Isola Radiale, Edgar!
You’ll be staying in APARTMENT 359!
You’ll retain everything you were given previously.
Enjoy your stay!
– ⋆ betelgeuse.
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bashfullygreen · 4 years
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“Ah yes, me, my boyfriend, and his huge bao plushie.” @horrorsight​ 
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adjudicxtor · 4 years
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@horrorsight (Event starter)
Peter scowled as he looked at the poor excuse of a mattress, which was located inside a rusty jail cell. The accommodations, much like the rest of this place, was nothing but filth and decay. They were also the only place that seemed to be safe from the creatures patrolling this place, for not once did one bother to step foot in this area, thus making this a safe resting place.
Peter, however, refused to even so much as rest. 
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“This place repulses me.”
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moonbeam-power · 4 years
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@horrorsight​ liked for a starter~
Making your way around the spiral shape that was known as the downtown area would have been difficult enough by itself. All Kelechi had was a basic map app and a hectic train schedule to guide her to her destination. Unfortunately, she just had to have been brought to the terrible city during a cataclysmic event, leaving most of the populace in a state of mass panic.
Said event was the primary reason she was in this ward. In Fibronacci, the gravity would either pin people in place or threaten to lift them straight out of the city. It was only reasonable to head deeper into the canyon, where even if she was swept away, she’d hit a walkway one floor up instead of potentially falling several stories.
She had only made it about ten meters down before the surrounding gravity was exerting more force on her. Whenever that happened, the best thing to do seemed to be waiting it out, rather then trying to fight against it. Unfortunately, about seven feet away, a rather tall man seemed to be struggling against the earth’s pull.
A thought occurred to her, she could use her own gravity powers to help him. Of course, that would be useless if the gravity inverted itself, not to mention she could only do it once. What if she needed it later?
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“Hey! Excuse me, but are you alright over there? Need an assist or anything?”
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aid-lombard · 4 years
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@horrorsight​ liked.
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“Seriously, you say you’ve triggered the downfall of America once, and you suddenly have people asking you what your issue is. Maybe the fact that it’s a world power with a government that claims to be the best in the world, only for it to be strife with corruption and despair?” Who is she talking to? Herself, really--she thinks she’s grumbling away, but she’s actually being quite loud.
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juumonshield · 5 years
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horrorsight liked your post “mmm starter call with this high schooler? no cap”
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 “There isn’t much activity these days, perhaps ....its like the calm before the storm, as they say.” he’s someone who is very concerned about the state of things, even if they don’t appear to be so. 
“This coffee is delicious.” he switches topic to his current seatmate. 
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greenthundcr · 5 years
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{Cont!} || @horrorsight​ !
Yeah, that’s reasonable. Mr. L probably wouldn’t trust a complete stranger, either, but he’s actually being honest right now. Honest!
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“I swear, I’m just looking for more information about this place. You said you’ve been here for a while, and I’m just trying to get settled-- it’s not like I’m planning to take over the island, or anything! I know I seem like a natural-born leader, but running things isn’t really my style. I just want to find my place here. So are you going to talk, or not?”
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uchihacycs · 5 years
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“Watch it!” Sasuke jumped down in front of Edgar and slashed at a strange creature with his blade. If the shinobi hadn’t acted when he did the man would’ve been tackled to the ground and mauled by the beast.
The creature itself was a snarling menace; it almost resembled a canine...but not quite. The snout was much too long, teeth much too gnarled. Eyes glazed over white, there was nothing there but a soulless husk of some kind. Even the denizens of the Mist Wood had some kind of discernible spirit energy. But Sasuke couldn’t detect anything like that from this creature. It seemed like this beast lacked any sentience beyond it’s fighting capabilities.
As Sasuke forced the beast back, he noticed Edgar was giving him a strange look. Had he not seen the creature? Why was he just standing there? Ah, well he couldn’t focus on Edgar too much. He had to concentrate on the beast in front of him or he ran the risk of having his face torn off.
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cosmooze · 5 years
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Man, this dude’s sandwich looked like the best thing she had ever seen and that yearning was clear on her face. It was so long! She didn’t remember meat people needing to eat that much. But, it seemed there was a lot here that was different from what she remembered. 
But, it doesn’t take long for someone to notice you’re staring right at them when you’re not even far away and it appeared he was looking right at her. Maybe he’d share it? Probably not... Say something!
“Uhh... Are you gonna eat-” Not that.
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“Sorry. I was staring! Haha, my bad. Have you eaten a ship around here? Seen. Seen a ship.”
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mimicryarts-blog · 6 years
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starter - @horrorsight 
“You know martial arts?” Honoka barely noticed that he did knew self-defense which is why he knew various stances which she made her felt excited. Edgar had them all, while she only does is copy someone’s skills with no problem.
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“Are you a fan of martial arts-oriented movies like i do?!” She’d love to know his answer.
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gcdeaterr-blog · 6 years
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@horrorsight for event starter pt 2
Zombies and ghosts. What kind of horror did he climb into? A cheap science fiction thriller? Pembroke huffed. Stomach already ache, head already foggy, already lost his shirt and boots, the belt hitched around his too baggy jeans had snapped. The damn dog was out. When? He couldn’t say bit considering how his stomach felt...
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The spirits he didn’t see. He didn’t see the ones flying overhead. He did however, hear one screech. Reminiscent to his nightmares, Pembroke’s head snapped up and his aching stomach forgotten. The second he looked over, he had a full face of something translucent, straight from the halloween store and it swept through him. For a moment, the Irishman just stared blankly.
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isolaradiale · 5 years
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Third time being the charm??? I fixed the personality part and would like to try again and app Edgar. Hes an OC of mine and his app can be found in /application
Welcome to beautiful Isola Radiale, Edgar!
You’ll be staying in HOUSE 173!
You will be able to use your aura perception five times a day.
You will also be given a bb gun.
Enjoy your stay!
– ⋆ capella!
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bashfullygreen · 4 years
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It had been several days after the incident with Jamie. Ultimately, Mizi had decided to give him the two-week notice via phone call. However, that phone call didn’t go very well. There was a lot of crying and pleading on Jamie’s end, but as hard as it was, Mizi stuck to his guns. Jamie wasn’t used to Mizi being stern; and in turn, that made him frustrated. With the evidence from his fellow employees compiled against him, Jamie was unable to make a real case for himself. In the end, Jamie was the one who decided that he would quit ‘right then and there’. Mizi felt guilty that this revelation caused him relief, but...it was over. For now.
With that said and done, Mizi wanted to meet up with Edgar in person to thank him for the heads up; even if that heads up was given to him an unconventional manner. Ah, and perhaps he just wanted to see Edgar again. ..Yeah, it was a lot of that. A part of him felt like he needed an excuse to see him again; even if that wasn’t the case. So, they agreed to meet up for lunch; just an easy ..casual...lunch.
“Edgar!” Mizi greeted him eagerly; there was a huge temptation for him to reach out for a hug, but he resisted the urge to do so. “Boy, I’ve got a lot to tell you. It’s been a really crazy week for me...but you know about some of that..”
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tcnaciious-a-blog · 6 years
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@horrorsight continued from here (x)
     The silence before his final answer spoke volumes. While he sounded convincing with his answer she wasn’t quite sure she believed him. She believed everyone wanted something, even if it was just in the moment. For example, right now she was craving a drink and something greasy and extremely unhealthy for her. But she also had many underlying wants that would remain buried.
          “Well, sounds like ya have everythin’ ya want. Didn’t think it was possible but good to know,” she spoke coolly, eyes remaining trained on him, “anyway, I’m kinda new in this place. Anythin’ I should really know about the city?” She asked curiously, hoping he could clear up some of her answers without her having to pry them out.
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delxeo · 6 years
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his anxiety has only gotten worse since arriving; he has faint memories of the city, but they feel distant and serve as no comfort. despite this, the only sign of his nervousness is his trembling hands and he slides them into his pockets with ease. knowing full well what’ll help him, Benji looks around from his spot on the sidewalk.
“Hey,” he calls, hailing a passerby,
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“--you know of any good bars around here?”
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misterfatgum-blog · 6 years
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He taps a finger on the younger boy’s shoulder. 
“`Scuse me, y’work here right? M’name’s Fat Gum, I’m the Bureau Chief for the Golden Ward.” 
How many times has he said that? Ah well, it’s a new job. Of course he’s gonna introduce himself as such a lot. He gently puts down a box of donuts in the breakroom, taking one for himself. 
“Help yerself! It seemed like a good day for something sweet.” 
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