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  1. Imagine being TORMENTED as an ADMIN.

    1. Cibryll

      Cibryll

      Still being tormented as an admin, haha. ;-;

    2. Tormented

      Tormented

      Honestly it's a bad look, honest guys I'm only sightly TORMENTED.

  2. I was just thinking to myself, "well fuck, now what do I do on NCM?" Then this thread appeared
  3. Saw a short that made me wanna play Yu-Gi-Oh again. Then I priced a single card and remembered why I stopped.

  4. Elementary, Watson "It's simple, really," Olivander said as Lord Nil posed her question. "The future I want to protect is the one I've not yet seen or experienced. At first, I was ready to accept that there was no hope. But Kitt, and yourself, have instilled in me a reason to look to things I've yet to know. So long as there is more for me to live for--even knowing that all things must one day end--I will protect that." His smile returned as he faced Lord Nil and folded his arms. His chest puffed out as he affirmed, "I'm a watchdog of Hinder, after all. This is probably the biggest gamble I've ever taken." Sir William let loose a mighty sqawk to accompany Olivander's triumphant claim. "You've shown me enough, Lord Nil. The time is now. We must act. And who knows? When we right things, maybe there's more cake to be had. Maybe I can help Kitt find the love of a woman," Olivander joked. "Or, a fellow, if that's where your wind blows," Olivander went on. "Regardless, there's much to do. And, Lord Nil, I like to think you're looking forward to this yourself. I imagine it's quite amusing to watch people, the world over, doing so many manic things. All the while, you know what's coming. It must be like a game for you. In which case, I'm a renewed, willing player." Olivander was itching to get back to the Swallow Tail now. "Well, Kitt?" Olivander said with a ridiculous smirk. "Ready to ride?"
  5. Scurvy Olivander dusted himself off as he stood. He knew Kitt was right. He had to accept that. With a heavy sigh, he finally responded. "Mate, I fucked up pretty good," he said with a laugh. "Yeah. Savvy. I appreciate your help, Kitt. I know I'll need it." Olivander turned to Lord Nil but couldn't quite find the words to express what he wanted to. "I guess, thanks Lord Nil. For a better understanding of what it is that I was missing," he managed to say. "I suppose then, we should be going. Perhaps, back to the beginning? Back to Galatea," Olivander said firmly. As the name of the island left his lips, Olivander felt anger creep up his spine. His mind wandered back to Simon and all the damage he had done. Then to the council. Now, he was eager. "Yeah. I'd like to start there. That is, of course," he said as he turned back to Kitt. "If you're prepared and willing." Sir William offered an encouraging cluck to Kitt and Olivander, still none the wiser to the depths of everything happening around him. "Yes, my good cock. There's much to do. I'll need your help as well," Olivander replied. "Shall we go?"
  6. Whispers on the Wind Sir William shuddered frightfully as the island shook. Olivander sat upright, startled and shocked. He thought he understood what Nil wanted, but it only confused him further. As the quaking ceased, Olivander scratched his head and huffed. "You want the stars to die out but only when we feel it's time? Is that what you're getting at?" Olivander asked as he stared confused at Nil. "You're giving us a lot of swing here," Olivander said, folding his arms. "Actually, no, that would contradict what you said before. Rather," Olivander blinked. "You're giving us the opportunity to go back and use what we learned? About what we missed? What we thought we knew? That's..." Olivander paused. Truly, he had no idea what Lord Nil wanted. He scratched his head some more and closed his eyes as he tried to think. After a few brief moments, Olivander threw his arms up and crashed back onto the ground. "I know what you're allowing us to do, I think. But now I'm frustrated. To understand just how many people I've failed. And thinking of the consequences. Maybe I'm not the right one for the job," he admitted. "But I also don't wanna screw it up again. How do I know everything I'm about to try again is going to be the very last step? How do I know there's not some stone unturned? It seems fruitless. I'll just end up back here, staring into Oblivion. Er, no offense, my Lord." Olivander could feel the tension around him. "Kitt," he said as he turned to his friend. "I need your advice here. I dunno what to do mate."
  7. Edge Olivander sat opposite Nil, folding his legs inward on each other. "What I think will happen to the island is irrelevant, Lord Nil. And to be honest, I'm not sure why you asked us that." Olivander nodded at Nil as Sir William pecked at the ground. "The purpose of us coming here, from what I can tell, was one of two things: to teach us to accept the things we cannot change, or to convince us to go further next time. Limited though I am, you're right. I should've gone further." Olivander nodded his head and remembered what he told Kitt. "I'm not a good man. I should've slit the throats of every council member. I should've killed Nuumu's dog myself. And I should've taken the sword from Emily and plunged it into her heart. And yet," Olivander shrugged. "Here I am. At the edge of the world, staring into the void. Quite literally," he said with a laugh. "Lord Nil, you've made up your mind. And I'm willing to accept that. But to tell me you're doing this as a half measure between your followers and your choice of duty is... such a hollow answer. The purpose of life is death. When existence is born, it must end. You are the end. You don't need followers. You're a different type of god. I don't believe you when you say your followers have anything to do with it." He lied down on his back and folded his arms behind his head as he stared up into the night. "I think they fulfilled desire within you. We all long for things. Perhaps this is what you longed for, Lord Nil. And having those people praise you only made that longing stronger." Olivander saw Sir William peer over him, his usual clueless face causing Olivander to break into a smile. "This island is the end because it's meant to be, isn't it? I won't remember any of this when its all over. But I've learned a lot. I've learned, I've loved, and I've made friends. So," Olivander said as he scratched Sir William's chin. "I'm okay with starting over."
  8. Double Duty Now, let me ask you a question: The way you asked that question, perhaps it is my own biases, but it seemed like you think you can stop me. How do you expect to do that when all you have done since the beginning is further my own goals? Or do you somehow deny it? Admittedly, Olivander almost laughed in Nil's face. Instead he managed to control himself to a smile. "I'll start with your first question," he said still grinning. "If I thought I could stop you I would've already attempted to do so. But I'm also not so foolish as to believe that as a watchdog, a fraction of my patron's power would allow me to even reach you. I'm not ignorant to the gap in strength that lies between us. Like the heavens and the world, it can't be bridged." Olivander could only shrug, and Sir William let out a nod. "As for your second question, I deny nothing. I've submitted and aided decay with every person I've murdered. If your goal is to see the world to decay, was there ever really any way to prevent it? Decay is a natural state of all life. If there was a way to stop it, things would be unbalanced. Life's ultimate goal, in my own selfish point of view, is to complete itself and rebuild anew. When a child is born, an elder dies. It's simply the way of nature. That much can never change." Olivander's smug look returned. He was full of himself, but still pleased to be here. "Lord Nil, I do not presume to understand what it is that you desire. That is exactly why I'm here. I'm not one of your worshipers. Nor am I your watchdog. I have almost no connection to you other than that I am breathing. So, I'm here to comprehend what it is you're looking to accomplish. Whether or not I like it is merely a result that has no bearing on what happens." Olivander scratched Sir William's chin to which he clucked happily. "It would seem your mind is already made up, but only because it is your duty. I'm here to because I want to understand if you're doing this out of duty or because you choose to. Perhaps its both? You said yourself the stars would die out. If that's what is to be, I'm only asking what made you come to that decision."
  9. Short Change Hero "If I may," Olivander stepped forward. "Your domain, decay, it's necessary from what I understand. Decay is what allows plants to bloom from corpses after all. But, Lord Nil, if everything decays and nothing survives, who would be there to worship you? I don't pretend to understand the way a divine being is born, created, or if possible, even ceases to exist. But if everything succumbs to decay and nothing survives, how will you maintain your existence? If you need worshipers to remain immortal, does that not imply that something must survive the void?" Olivander posed his question genuinely, his eyes never leaving Nil's. Oddly enough, staring into Nil's eyes did not strike fear or awe the way Lord Hinder's did. Instead, he felt almost at peace. Perhaps this was because he had already long since accepted that he would die sooner or later. While he didn't long for death, he did not fear it. Decay was only a part of that. Rather, Nil's eyes calmed him. His mind felt clear. He knew what he wanted to ask and he knew how he wanted the conversation to go. This moment, being here with his two best friends and the Muse of the Void was... the greatest peace he'd ever experienced in his life.
  10. Balance Since those words began entering his mind, Olivander found himself staring out of his window, into the darkness that surrounded the island of Destino. His journey had almost reached its end. Slowly he parsed the Muse's words in his head and realized he was dealing with something far greater than even Lord Hinder. How this was possible, he wasn't sure, but he accepted it nonetheless. He was stirred only when he heard Kitt enter the room, his eyes still fixated on the blackness around them. "What do you think of all these things, Olive? Honestly, it seems like she's trying to vandalize our minds and how we think just by her words." He remained silent for a moment, before turning around slowly. "Kitt. I don't have a real answer for you this time," Olivander admitted. "This muse is the void's identity made whole. Made present in the form of a person. Only deities can do something like that. And this... deity... it's had a hold on the world for some time. I can only surmise that this is our opportunity to plead our case to the void," he expressed. "If they're not convinced, our world will cease to exist. So before we leave the ship, we both need to come to peace with what could possibly happen. Kitt," Olivander said as he approached his friend. "There's a very real chance that tomorrow doesn't exist. And we're the last two people in the entire world who can avert that." Olivander grinned from ear to ear, almost laughing. "No pressure, mate." He pat his comrade on the shoulder and left through the doorway behind Kitt. "I'm already prepared for the end, Kitt. I've been at peace with death for a long time. So I'll wait for you outside. We'll climb the stairs together. You and me, mate--" There came a clucking behind Olivander as an oblivious Sir William came fluttering onto Olivander's shoulder. He laughed at last, heartily. He stroked Williams feathery head one more time. "You, me, and Sir William, mate. Let's face Oblivion together." Olivander disappeared beyond the Swallow Tail's docking ramp where he waited for Kitt.
  11. That fucking God of War trailer has filled me with a level of excitement that I haven't felt since 2018. I. Am. STOKED. This game is going to be incredible.

  12. This season of Game of Thrones is wild lmaooooooo

  13. Teach a Man to Fish Olivander stood up slowly and dusted the chocolate crumbs from his chest. He grunted as he stood, his age and body catching up to him suddenly. He sighed with a smile and extended a hand to Kitt, helping his comrade to his feet. "I can guide you, Kitt. But in the end, you must make each final decision your own. It has to be something you trust yourself with. Savvy?" Olivander gave Kitt a pat on the back. "You've come far. Learn to trust your instincts and your heart. Those should be the final deciding factors to these critical decisions. And remember to take each instance in high regard. It doesn't get easier, my friend. But it will never sully who you are as a person. That, I believe, is impossible. Unlike myself, you are a good man, Kitt. That's why these things are much more challenging for you. The day they become easy is the day you should reevaluate yourself. But that's not a day I think we'll ever see." Olivander helped himself to another large slice of cake, shoveling the entire piece into his mouth at once. Finished with the decadence, he stretched and let out a satisfied sigh. "I think that's the best cake I've ever had." Then, a tingling in Olivander's loins made him begin a new search. "Right. We can't dawdle, can we?" he said with a smirk. "Mate, I'm gonna find Helmsley. My door's always open if you need me." A proud Sir William came strutting back up to Olivander's feet, demanding to be held. "Buck. Buck buck!" he called. "Ohhhh, nowwww you want my attention? But the minute I tell a bad joke you'll go fluttering off," Olivander teased as they both began walking toward the main bridge. Olivander threw his hands behind his head and folded his arms. "Buckaw!" William screeched. "No sir. You'll be stretching those legs for a bit. Help me find the Captain," Olivander requested. Without hesitation, Sir William sank his feet into Olivander's legs and climbed to his shoulder. "Buck buck!" Olivander sighed, trying not to laugh. "Alright then, let's track him down."
  14. Dragon con was super fun. Atlanta is still garbage though. Definitely going back next year.

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