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Gmno

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Yuki is Forever
« on: December 20, 2022, 03:37:59 PM »



Quote
A coward dies a thousand deaths
A liar lose a thousand breaths
We learn to breathe right until the last breath is left
So what's left besides for us to do what's right
- The RZA, from Fate of the World
There's only two types of people in the world
The ones that entertain, and the ones that observe
Well, baby, I'm a put-on-a-show kind of girl.

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Re: Yuki is Forever
« Reply #1 on: December 31, 2022, 10:59:30 AM »




Today's Bonus Feature: A Special Disaster; The Rise of the Purple Phoenix





This is the tale of Yuki,
a rambunctiously, exuberant elf who, abandoned as a child,
grew up in the care of an eccentric monastery known as
the Order of the Avian Godking. After having been spirited away by
a mysterious entity swirling with mists,
she now finds herself in a magical and deadly world filled with nightmares.

Journey alongside Yuki, her friends, her acquaintances,
and even her rivals as they encounter
mysterious beings, blood-thirsty monsters,
mystical creatures, and discover hidden secrets.

Can Yuki tap into her training as a spiritual warrior to defend her values?
Can she uplift those around her as she uplifts herself?
Or will her kind heart become jaded, and cynical,
as she endures her toughest trials? Tune in next time...
There's only two types of people in the world
The ones that entertain, and the ones that observe
Well, baby, I'm a put-on-a-show kind of girl.

Gmno

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Re: Yuki is Forever
« Reply #2 on: September 02, 2023, 03:37:00 AM »



The only treasure I've ever valued,
Is the family I found here in the Mists.
As an Orphan seeking love,
They spoiled me with their warmth and kindess.

Although our bonds will never break,
Each day that passes by takes away
More and more of those whom matter to me.

This cannot continue, I cannot continue...
Not as I am, I must become more.
This is only way to make an impact in this world
That wants nothing to do with me.

My Godking, please guide me with your wisdom
As I step towards the unknown.
Grant me this miracle,
To make all the dreams of those I cared about...
A reality.

« Last Edit: September 02, 2023, 03:57:24 AM by Gmno »
There's only two types of people in the world
The ones that entertain, and the ones that observe
Well, baby, I'm a put-on-a-show kind of girl.

Gmno

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Re: Yuki is Forever
« Reply #3 on: September 30, 2023, 01:14:07 AM »



Many years have passed since the first day the mists claimed me.
The monastery I called home resided near the vast expanse of the Frozenfar.
A mostly peaceful place to live, even if it was very cold.
The temple was ran by good humans who took an orphaned Elf in.
Generations of them helped raise me to follow our codes and mantras,
as well as to harness chi and train my mind.

The first teacher who taught me how to focus my spiritual energy to fight...
he did so while whacking me with a staff and tossing me around everywhere.
He had an arm too, whipping rocks at me with such speed that
I could barely see them when thrown. He expected me to dodge them flawlessly.
Having my arse beaten badly by that old man with one foot in the grave,
it was a humbling and unique experience. Loved him. Hated his stick though.
Most importantly, my sisters and brothers showed me how to live.

After first arriving in Barovia, I was astonished and overwhelmed by this new way of life.
Elves were looked at with scorn and my kin out in Degannwy, well..
there wasn't much common ground between us. Never even learned to speak Elven.
That language barrier and not understanding my own culture, it caused a rift.
Didn't help that the woman I idolized was half drow.

I'm a boisterous Elf that lacks a filter and has purple hair.
An anomaly through and through. Some hated me, others folks didn't believe
that I'd live long enough to be worth getting to know.

Confidence, willpower and a chip on my shoulder were my greatest weapons.
Fighting though... I wasn't any good and it took years to click.
Was beaten badly in almost every battle that I took part in,
whether they were duels of skill or up against terrifying foes.
One time a Unholy Priest of Vecna slammed me so hard on my head that afterwards...
letters began twisting and floating in different directions whenever trying to read or write.
It caused such intense headaches too and so.. I had to stop.
Felt weak and feeble for a long time. Monsters even mocked my intelligence.

But giving up isn't in my nature, so with each defeat I'd pick myself up and lick my wounds.
Every new scar became a permanent reminder of a lesson learned.
I continued flinging myself at every danger that stood in front of me,
repeating this cycle until one day I could thrive.


There's only two types of people in the world
The ones that entertain, and the ones that observe
Well, baby, I'm a put-on-a-show kind of girl.