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Even in this heated battle, you are able to tell something. You can unmistakenly feel how I put my trust in your abilities and wanting to keep us both safe. Our blades swing again and again. Yours are more precise and agile while my own are heavy and slower. As if meant to be, the two swords find a natural and almost beautiful choreography as they rip and tear and slash together. It almost feels like we are doing a dance of primitive sort. A few times our eyes even meet and while it seems weird and maybe a bit macabre, I can feel myself staring into your gaze a few times - something unspoken being told with our sword dance and united effort.

I can barely hear over the din of shouts, screams and the clang of battle. The portal is a distant abstract - my only thought is keep the flank clear, keep moving to the south - that it is toward the portal is forgotten. I push, kick and slash, a whirlwind on your left, cleaving a path toward our goal - home. The long, heavy curved sword swings in precise, controlled arcs, each motion forcing our enemies into the swathes of broken bodies your claymore yields with each swing or butchering them where they stand. I cannot feel the burning in my muscles, I do not hear my breath. I turn, lunge, cut and push then take another step to the south

@Sunstone I was amused xD is this PG enough?

@JennyDK Here's an example of that "SinäTuubaPaska" I was talking about. (MAJOR SEIZURE AND VOLUME WARNING)

Classic Simpsons ALWAYS cracks me up! XD

Come on Marty, we know you would have looked at those dirty pictures if you had the chance.

A picture I took of all my The Rising of the Shield Hero light novels to show a friend on Discord that I have all of them (that are in English so far).

Afternoon Everyone, I do hope someone is awake and about - or at least able to see this come morn. I'm curious of anyone recalls the old Nickelodeon cartoon Danny Phantom? The show about the Ghost/human hybrid Danny Fenton by Butch Hartmen? Well, I've been having an itch lately and I feel re watching the show won't be able to scratch that itch for me But I do still intend on re watching it very soon. I'm hoping to find someone interesting in role playing in that Universe, with me (hopefully) as an OC with you as any of the Ghost girls from the series. Here are my ideas for a story, it's rather bog standard and horrible clique, so do feel

Ito sat at his desk looking out of the open panel into the well manicured courtyard of his spell casting classroom. He checked the time. The second year spell casting students would be arriving shortly but he still had time to finish his tea. He picked up the Jade green stoneware and cupped it in both hands, leaning over it to enjoy the aroma before he took a sip. He drank as quickly as appreciating it would allow but, for a change, he'd remembered to strain the tea before he'd over steeped it and he wasn't going to waste it by swilling it. Half the class had filed into the amphitheatre that rose from the demonstration area bef