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"Close enough." I open the door, not the least bit apprehensive. She sounded nice, and maybe we'll end up as friends! "I hope you don't mind the mess. I'm Foxy, nice to meetcha!"

the person behind the door is greeted by an almost adult boy of slightly taller than average height, more if you include his eternal bedhead. He is wearing, oddly enough, something that looks like a kilt and also a fur-lined jacket with a cool looking dragon Pokemon, seemingly of his own design, on the back. His blue eyes seem  full of mirth and a glean of knowledge beyond. He's also got one of those neat graphic tees, this one emblazoned with the slogan "be a badass, every second of the day."

The move was rather uneventful, surprisingly. There wasn't much to pack, save for several dozen posters I never had room to pin up before, mostly adverts and splashes for Mew knows what saucy new bleeding edge tech. My parents were ecstatic that I was out of the house. Maybe a little too ecstatic, given the alarming speed at which they had enrolled me here following the conversation at dinner. One imagines they had pre-filled the requisite paperwork and had things already packed to expedite any possible event which would involve me moving out. What unimaginable foresight.

My parents had already signed me up for the core. Boring, and nothing a little white-out couldn't fix. Soon I would be drooling all over the Academy's priceless, godlike servers as I learn to build (Or am finally able to build) a real, working Storage Box for Pokeballs, accessible anywhere around the world. Ah, teleportation.... one of my favorite superpowers, besides shapeshifting. Come to think of it, that explains some things.

*Adds more tape sticking the Alakazam and Ditto posters onto the wall, above my bed*

I walked into the Academy with a backpack full of food, too many books (Even though you can never have too many books), and the Pokedex that was my entire life in the palm of my hands. Also an Eevee on my head. What can I say? Rose helps blow off steam. It's been a few hours, and already I feel like I'm at home again... which felt wrong. The whole reason I left home was to be away from home. Obviously. If I was going to stay here, a few things would have to change...

*Hesitantly starts taking down the most nostalgic of posters, including that Gardevoir pin up I loved so much...*

The door. They're at it again. I guess I should stop treating it like a home invasion, it's a dorm after all. Perhaps they brought chocolate!

*Puts my ear up to the door, listening intently*
"What's the password...!?"

It feels like eons have passed since I've been outside. Maybe it has.
Almost forgot how that feels - the cold Sun welcomes me like an old friend, its gaze warming up ever so slightly. The winds swirl around my resolve, probing it with naught but a whisper. The very earth seemed to, for an infinitesimal moment, slow to ponder this rare sight, this lost creature so far removed from his habitat.

He stood in the portal still clinging onto the frame, his resolve not completely matured. His screen was his shrine, his calling, his life. Life was simple, clean cut, and 1080P. Still, something tugged at his soul. His heartstrings played to the tune of dramatic space operas, epic battles against legendary space invaders or titans as old as time and space itself. Like a master pianist he could unlock nigh incomprehensible puzzles of unknown origin, and whisper words of power not even known to the humans who invented them. He has dealt with gods and monsters, and walked out the better. He has won the heart of a thousand true loves. He has caught all of the Pokemon, conquered a thousand trials and tribulations more than thrice, and yet... He felt hollow.

The crux of the matter was that it was all a lie to begin with. The offerings to the shrine might as well have been cast into the bottom of an endless well, or a void of absolute blackness. He was master of everything, and of nothing. HIs victories mattered only to him. His shrine was a beautiful, hollow matrix of ideas.

Perhaps he felt the ideas must be translated into actions.
Perhaps those were not the ideas he was seeking in the first place.
Perhaps one of those very ideas had infected him over his long isolation.

Whatever the case, it was he and he alone who had come to the decision to start upon that well-trodden, unpaved road to... Whatever it is he was seeking.
Whatever it was, he was confident he'd find it out here, and not in there. And thus into the great unown he takes one small step for an introvert, one flying leap for-
*trips over nothing, into the unforgiving mud that has blighted the world.*

...a perfect way to start what was going to be a perfect journey.

Waah! I forgot all those Ghibli films I love!! How could I...


Princess Mononoke was my CHILDHOOD :O


Aaaand I played League the most but my computer died ^~^ My username was BlazingFoxfire.

Howdy! I'm Foxy, if ya haven't figured it out yet ^~^ I'm a gamer at heart, and aspire to create my own graphic novel series. I'm an absolute klutz and love food, art, and video games. I've been roleplaying for about four years now, mostly freeform with a set of friends that I've grown very close to. I know a few of the members on here, so they invited me in. Nice to meet you all!

Here are a few of my favoritest things off of the top of my head (Roughly 20% of my entire list). If you like even 50% of these, I gotta test you to make sure you're not my evil clone! Or something...

Video Games: Okami, Starcraft, Pikmin, Final Fantasy VII and X, Dragon's Blade, Fallout and Wasteland, The Elder Scrolls, Baldur's Gate, Disgaea, Phantom Brave, Tail Concerto, Bayonetta, Armello, Minecraft, Terraria, Battlefield,  Dust: An Elysian Tail, Metal Gear Solid, Shadow of the Colossus, Devil May Cry, Portal, World of Tanks, DOTA, League of Legends, Smite, Halo, Senran Kagura, Mortal Kombat, Armored Core, Five Nights at Freddy's, Monster Girl Quest...

Songs: "Touch Fluffy Tail" - Ken Ashcorp, "Rub Some Bacon On It" - Rhett and Link, "You're So Creepy" - Ghost Town, "Take Me to Church" - Hozier, "All My Loving" - The Beatles, "Bohemian Rhapsody" - Queen, "The Kids Aren't Alright" - The Offspring, "The Show Must Go On" - MandoPony, and also every musical everrrrrrr and most of the covers in Glee...

Books: "A Monster Calls" - Patrick Ness, "Hold Me Closer, Necromancer" - Lish McBride, "John Dies at the End" - David Wong, "The Lord of the Rings" - J.R.R. Tolkien, The Discworld Series - Terry Pratchett, Sandman - Neil Gaiman, "The Saga of Rex" - Michel Gagné...

Films: Arashi No Yoru Ni,  Inception, Memento, Akira, Alien, District 9, Spaceballs, Every Don Bluth movie, The Dark Knight, Across the Universe, Moulin Rouge!, Princess Mononoke, Howl's Moving Castle...

TV Shows: FLCL, Casshern Sins, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Girls Und Panzer, Trigun, Cowboy Bebop, Samurai Champloo, Neon Genesis Evangelion, Robotech, Madoka Magica, Sora No Otoshimono, Log Horizon, Nichijou, Rosario+ Vampire, Angel Beats, Person of Interest, Glee...

Comics: TwoKinds, Housepets!, Romantically Apocalyptic, Homestuck, Prequel Adventure, Modest Medusa, Foxy Flavored Cookies, Sequential Art, XKCD, Order of the Stick, Penny Arcade, VG Cats, GaMERCaT, Dreamkeepers, Dragon Mango, Blade Kitten...

Artists: Tom Fischbach, Squeedgemonster, Loish, Michel Gagne, Banksy, Frank Miller, Vivziepop,Vitaly S. Alexius, Yoshitaka Amano, Alister Dippner, Dave and Liz Lillie....

Foods: Bacon, Ice Cream, Eggs, Patoto Chips, Pizza, Bananas, Smoothies, Shakes...

The list goes on and on and on...

Stuff To Do: Read, Write, Draw, Game, Run, Work, Sleep, Buy Stuff... That's basically my life!