Lord Darien Blackthorne
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Weekend Warrior
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Posts: 118
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Player Name: Sae Endicott
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Lord Darien Blackthorne on Jan 31, 2024 6:05:36 GMT 9
didn’t you say ytou died? i’m heading over don’t be reckless Lord Blackthorne hurried to where the trainers were meeting. He knew glimpses- just enough to know that this was a bad idea. Not that he didn’t want to see the Nekonyamicon up close- He was quite proud of it, even if he couldn’t take credit for the name (he just wasn’t that punny).
However, Mistra itself was incredibly dangerous, especially with Zapdos still patrolling around. And Bunya… something something bag of cats.
He found the group easily, a pickaxe spawning into his hand when he got close enough. Blackthorne sighed gently, making his way over to Alistair . Maybe-
No.
Bunya spoke, and there was a flash of light, and they were no longer somewhere safe. They were in the dark of Mistra, and it felt just as uncomfortable as he’d imagined it would. “Alistair- There you are. What are you doing here?” He asked, in an anxious rush. His pumpkaboo hovered on his shoulder, giggling softly at the fae-creature.
<Lo! I hope we all live through this... I do like being the only ghost.>
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Lord Darien Blackthorne
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Weekend Warrior
Player Character
Posts: 118
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Sae Endicott
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Lord Darien Blackthorne on Jan 30, 2024 22:50:27 GMT 9
#s://i~imgur~com/jFuywp7~png Sae nodded a bit, gently. She was right- The entire point was that anyone could drop in and drop out as needed. The story was rewarding, but not required. Maybe… maybe he should try to get in more. Maybe he could try to intergrate himself in the story… after the Raid, of course.
He gave a little laugh at Hilda’s joke. He’d played his fair share of other mmos- and he knew that if she had picked Support, there was something sharper and much more discerning under the surface. “Oh- Catalyst feels a bit too chaotic for me. I know the unpredictability is the appeal, but… I’m constantly worried I’d flub the rolls constantly.” Sae sighed. The shift in conversation- from work, to video games- seemed to get getting him to slowly relax. “Right now, just Swimmer.” He shook his head. “I’m hoping to grab Specter. Maybe Seer… Maybe… um, I dunno. Whatever I get needs to fit thematically…”
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Lord Darien Blackthorne
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Weekend Warrior
Player Character
Posts: 118
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Sae Endicott
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Lord Darien Blackthorne on Jan 19, 2024 1:47:48 GMT 9
#s://i~imgur~com/jFuywp7~png Sae sipped at the hot chocolate, stress melting away at the warmth and sugar. It was a small respite, but... maybe enough to keep him going.
He blanched at Hila's question, and shook his head. "Oh- oh, no, absolutely not. I- I haven't been playing regularly, so I'm both not upgrated and not that connected to the story." He sighed a bit, a little disappointed. "Between work, and I have nights I stream- ugh."
He knew intrinsicaly why it couldn't be streamed... and yet. Guaranteed gamin time, that he couldn't use for the game he was making. An irony of some kind.
"But you're a support main? That's neat," He said, already ashamed of how absolutely stupid that sounded. Neat? "It seems like a lot of people are going heavy on Sweeper, so having some extra Support is probably a good plan. What classes are you maining?"
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Lord Darien Blackthorne
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Weekend Warrior
Player Character
Posts: 118
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Sae Endicott
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Lord Darien Blackthorne on Jan 19, 2024 1:37:19 GMT 9
Sae forced himself to breathe. Visualize the dancing anxiety cat. In, slow. Hold. Out, slow. Hold. He could do this. If he could figure out how to articulate a giant flying Zapdos platform for battle, he could figure out one stuffed animal.
He scanned, gaze picking on a rolling cart- they probably used it to refil the gatcha machines. "W- Wait here," He said, slipping through the crowd to nab it, wheeling it over. "This is- probably better han trying to carry it there, right?" He looked at Hilda for approval, before starting to ooze the ditto up onto it.
"... um. Hilda... He doesn't really... match my apartment." The theme was "so many plants and mushrooms it was basically outside again" and "spooky vampire vtuber corner." A giant ditto... didn't mesh with either. He glanced at Hilda, and nearly instantly lost his nerve again. "Would- would you-?"
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Lord Darien Blackthorne
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Weekend Warrior
Player Character
Posts: 118
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Sae Endicott
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Lord Darien Blackthorne on Jan 18, 2024 13:27:52 GMT 9
CURRENT BYTES: 5410 DATE OF CHARACTER APP: Apr 15 2023 CLAIMING TYPE MOD: Secondary, EQUIP TO?:
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Lord Darien Blackthorne
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Weekend Warrior
Player Character
Posts: 118
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Sae Endicott
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Lord Darien Blackthorne on Jan 18, 2024 13:24:05 GMT 9
Sae took a breath when he heard someone approach- Not Sae, now, but Blackthorne-
Until the person spoke, and Blackthorne froze, eyes wide as he stared out over the water. It was Tuesday. Tuesday, bane of the office, cursed in the air by the mathematicians. Whispers of making colossal battles harder, of nerfing trainer classes... nothing on paper, but-
Blackthor took another breath to compose himself. "The infamous Tuesday- I must say, I'm... honored." Giving a condescinding little smile. "Lord Blackthorne."
Introduction given, he turned back to the lock, using his key to open it, letting the chain fall away. He stepped gently onto the boat, sea legs granted by his class. Sae wondered if he could get the boat away from Tuesday before she could hurt him.
Blackthorne, though, turned, offering the woman a hand. "Shall we?"
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Lord Darien Blackthorne
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Weekend Warrior
Player Character
Posts: 118
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Sae Endicott
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Lord Darien Blackthorne on Jan 8, 2024 5:50:26 GMT 9
Regent pinned her ears, tail lashing further. Her eyes locked on the blitzle. But- the little sobble started growling and crying, and her gaze finally moved, glancing back at him.
<Blackthorne- >
“I trust you, Regent.” Blackthorne’s voice was calm, sure, and the espeon nodded- leaping over to the sobble. With a low cry, energy shimmered around her- and then the sobble in turn- before shooting towards the chimchar, the little monkey squeaking at the impact.
Blackthorne looked over at Alistair, frowning uncomfortably. “I- I’m sorry this is all happening. You should be afforded some time to get along with your starter…” That said, though… He shook his head. Maybe that was something they both deserved, and had been unable to get.
But… “Ah- you said you’d just gotten your sobble? How did it go? The… It’s Doctor Bunya in the lab now, right?” He mused. He hadn’t spoken to anyone who’d gotten their starter from Bunya yet. He was curious… But not curious enough to get another system. Or wait outside the lab.
Or go in himself. Bunya just… hm.
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Lord Darien Blackthorne
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Weekend Warrior
Player Character
Posts: 118
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Sae Endicott
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Lord Darien Blackthorne on Dec 3, 2023 14:41:39 GMT 9
Sae laughed- he couldn't help it. So many people took the game seriously- or sharply not. But Alistair... seemed to settle between, referring to him solely as Lord Blackthorne, but entirely uninterested in engaging with the Rival. It was so endearing, and- so Alistair.
Alistair's hand was solid on his arm. Blackthorne looked at him- I'm sure there are many other things you'd rather be doing- And couldn't help the smile. "I- yes, alright. That sounds-"
"Hold it!" The Rival's voice rang out, light sparking- pokemon spilling into the street. A chimchar and blitzle, both with their attention locked on the pair of trainers. Blackthorne glanced back, eyes narrowed. "Oh- You-" Irritation rose in him, and he pulled away from Alistair- shifting a bit to stand almost as if shielding him. "Regent- it's time to cut his strings."
Another red flash- and standing before Blackthorne was an espeon, fur silken and soft, eyes dark and gleaming. <Irritant- Get out of our way!> She hissed, voice clear and sharp, tail lashing. Soft pink light shimmered in front of her, a wavering disk- before the air just in front of the blitzle seemed to shatter, the pokemon stumbling back with a cry.
The rival jolted, then grinned. "Nice play- but let's see if you can match tempo!" He said, pointing again. The blitzle ran forward, body sparking with electricity as it slammed into the espeon.
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Lord Darien Blackthorne
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Weekend Warrior
Player Character
Posts: 118
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Sae Endicott
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Lord Darien Blackthorne on Nov 20, 2023 12:17:00 GMT 9
Blackthorne paled, a bit, upon seeing Alistair- Not that he wasn't excited to see Alistair- he very much was- and he desperately wanted to hear about how he felt getting started, and meeting Bunya, and getting his starter- it's just- well-
"There you are!"
Blackthorne closed his eyes, a pained and very un-Blackthorne but incredibly Sae expression crossing his face. Behind him was the early-20s Rival, complete with snapback and guitar. He pointed at the pair of them like he was in an anime. Which, in a manner of speaking, he was.
"Let's turn this trio into a quartet! Lord Darien Blackthorne, Alistair- Send out your pokemon, and let's get started! But first-" A sharp grin crossed his face. "You need to know the name of your first ever defeat."
He then simply looked at them, expectant, and smug.
Blackthorne ran his hands over his face. "God I am so sorry. If you want to walk away we can. He shouldn't follow us outside of Briarbane."
"So, are we getting this show on the road, or-"
"I hate whoever coded you," Blackthrone snapped, flustered and stupid and why did he have to run into the rival and Alistair at the same time.
The infant child looked towards Alistair, pointing again. "You've heard of me, haven't you?"
"Please don't use profanity. If another rival name gets through the filters I think we're going to get a company wide email."
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Lord Darien Blackthorne
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Weekend Warrior
Player Character
Posts: 118
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Sae Endicott
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Lord Darien Blackthorne on Nov 8, 2023 7:34:46 GMT 9
Blackthorne looked, aw-struck, up at the dogs that guarded the park. They were desperate for balls… And, maybe, he could do something to help.
He stepped into the park, and it was chaos- voltorb sparking and flashing, and- and being thrown at other players. Blackthorne sighed gently. Couldn’t people… get along? Work cooperatively? Be nice?
Hopefully he could… help Zacian and Zamazenta, and also prevent any future chaos. “Use absorb- between them!” He called, the zubat fluttering and flapping between Kazuki and Muin, absorbing energy from one of the voltorb.
zubat used absorb! PROMPT 15: [Tower]|StqOfaq1d50 1d50
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Lord Darien Blackthorne
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Weekend Warrior
Player Character
Posts: 118
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Sae Endicott
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Lord Darien Blackthorne on Nov 6, 2023 8:16:12 GMT 9
Blackthorne took in a slow sigh, and gently got to his feet. He couldn’t sit forever, despite how much he wanted to- he had a duty to himself, and to the egg he was meant to find. “C’mon, Regent,” He coaxed, starting off.
He wasn’t concerned about being in character- the Rookery area was instanced, so not only was he able to speak casually, he didn’t have to worry about someone else snapping up the egg. Which… was a problem in other mmos.
Blackthorne stretched, electing to go for the simplest option first- he crouched, starting to brush away some of the fallen leaves, clearing them into piles. It might have been easier with a rake, but Regent made quick work of it regardless.
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Lord Darien Blackthorne
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Weekend Warrior
Player Character
Posts: 118
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Sae Endicott
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Lord Darien Blackthorne on Nov 6, 2023 5:24:01 GMT 9
Blackthorne knew there was a lot he had to do- exploring Ostellia, leveling his character, upgrading his pokemon- but… it all swam, becoming too overbearing, too much- he had no way of knowing what to do first- grind for classes? Trainer stars? Upgrades? Questing? Flesh out his team?
The anxiety aimed to kill him, so he did something that was technically both for the trainer stars and his team- buying a ticket to the Rookery.
Which is how he was there, sitting quietly at the base of the Rookery, golden-crimson leaves scattered around him. He needed to look for an egg, but… He had time. Now, he could just sit, and breathe, taking in the crisp autumnal air.
Regent was curled against his side, head against her paws, breaths slow and even. He reached, gently petting her fur. “This is alright, isn’t it?” He asked, voice low. “Even if… I’m not playing the game ‘right’?”
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Lord Darien Blackthorne
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Weekend Warrior
Player Character
Posts: 118
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Sae Endicott
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Lord Darien Blackthorne on Nov 4, 2023 6:41:36 GMT 9
Was he in any position to be in the new area? No- Sae hadn’t been able to log in in… far too long… and he had nothing upgraded. But, did the cutscene care, starting up the instant he booted up the game?
No, not at all.
When he could move again, he was in Ostellia, by the Thunderfall Shrine. Forwning, Blackthorne had… elected to go elsewhere. Away from the overgrown ruins of the Nexus. Hopefully to someplace a bit more peaceful…
He wandered, and found himself at the coast, a sea of abandoned ships and floating wreckage. It was… heartbreaking, in a way. To see all things man had created reduced to… nothing.
But maybe not nothing- something on a pier caught his eye, a dark key atop a folded paper, on a raised piling. He moved over, taking the key, and flipped open the paper.
Blackthorne frowned. What did that mean? He… the only thing he could think of was the Whirlpool Galaxy in Okami, which opened up a whirlpool in the ocean, but… He had no way of manipulating the stars, here.
He walked out, to the edge of the pier, frowning at the sight of a little boat, chained to the dock. Why would someone use chain, and not… a rope?
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Lord Darien Blackthorne
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Weekend Warrior
Player Character
Posts: 118
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Sae Endicott
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Lord Darien Blackthorne on Nov 3, 2023 10:00:19 GMT 9
Blackthorne stretched- it had been a while since he'd logged in, wht with the rush to get everything out for Thunderfall, and then the con right after that... He spawned in by mom's house, which... wasn't where he logged off, but also didn't care too much. Briarbane was pretty, and he liked walking around.
He was near the little cafe, but it was only open once a week- he felt like he could never catch it... But that was alright. Fresh air would do him good. So, Blackthorne picked a direction and went off aimlessly. Maybe he could look into unlocking a class- specter seemed fun, though he was concerned about the requirements-
Pausing as he heard music. A little strummy guitar... it was kind of cute. He glanced around, trying to see what it was- and saw him.
your rival.
"Oh, damn it all!" Blackthorne hissed, turning and heading the other way. He was not a battling sort of trainer. He was- was a "peacefully resolve things" trainer! He wasn't going to get swept into a fight with a teenager.
"Hey! Lord Darien Blackthorne! I challenge you to a battle!"
Oh, fuck him. He tried to walk a little faster, clipping too close to a corner and just slammed into someone. Thankfully, he caught himself before just eating it on the ground, but-
Blackthorne stared, uselessly, at the familiar blue eyes- and instantly jerked back. "I- Alistair?"
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Lord Darien Blackthorne
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Weekend Warrior
Player Character
Posts: 118
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Sae Endicott
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Lord Darien Blackthorne on Nov 1, 2023 11:39:20 GMT 9
He'd earned a break! That's what he was telling himself. He'd been running around since breakfast, and day 2 of the con was vastly more packed than day 1. So... yeah, Sae had slipped out to the plaza, and found the Dairy Queen truck, because he deserved it.
Sae sat on a little bench, eating his blizzard, and staring numbly out over the crowd of people, all smashed together. It was hot, and everyone was undoubtedly walking into someone they didn't know. Didn't that bother them? It bothered him, making him tense and self-conscious. Which was why he didn't go to any conventions...
But... it had ben worth it, hadn't it? Not just coming out for the blizzard and freezer stamp, but being here. Meeting people, and seeing everyone enjoy his work... wasn't that the point?
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