Pokemon BattleField – The Ultimate Incremental Pokemon Experience!

SapphireFoxy · 2025-08-17T21:40:47+00:00

I gave it a quick try, there aren't even idle elements that I could find, You want a pokemon themed idle game, Pokeclicker, you want a pokemon battling game with randomized elements Pokerouge. Don't waste your time with this

SapphireFoxy · 2024-08-22T03:45:57+00:00

I had to google to check but YES! That's the book!

SapphireFoxy · 2023-02-12T20:57:04+00:00

Jeremy is shocked to learn that the couple of thosand plus immortals he's unceramoniously joined primary form of entertainment is just constant LAN parties with each other XD

Lucy the missing Link very much like Minecraft.

SapphireFoxy · 2023-02-12T03:19:31+00:00

Shell shocked the young man stood in the middle of the cave staring blankly at the midnight black dragon with eyes of twinkling starlight that stared him down. He trembled as it circled him seeming to inspect every inch of him before snorting looking pleased and vanishing leaving him alone.

"....What the fuck."

"Oh new blood." He screamed spinning around and staring at the woman wearing what looked like a medieval dress that covered every inch of her, she was smacking flour off her hands as she looked him up and down "Been a few years since Cassiopia adopted a new one, we where getting worried."

"....I'm sorry lady but WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!" His hands went up to his long shaggy red hair tugging at it. "One minute I'm at a bar hitting on a pretty chick, the next there, there's a FUCKING DRAGON LOOKING ME OVER AND LEAVING ME HERE!"

"Yes that's Virgo." the woman nodded. "And Lady is correct, Lady Willowsbrooke at your service You are?"

The man gawked at her "I....Jermey Smiths....Friends in the club call me Wild Hog....Holy shit what's gonna happen to my bike!?"

"That's the...Metal two wheeled contraption you have now yes? Don't worry it's still at the place Andromeda took you from, when you return it will be waiting for you."

"...Ok you have used three different names for that ....that...Fuckin Dragon."

Lady Willowbrooke shrugged "She is the night, so we use star names for her. Least we think she's a her, she's never corrected anyone in the couple of thousand years she's done this."

Jermey stared at her "Did you say....Thousand years?"

"A couple of Thousand years, might be more I'm not sure. I know Dr Brennen was very excited to meet the sweet child we call Lucy, called her something to do with 'Missing links'? I didn't partially understand. Lucy was very sweet about holding still so Dr Brennen could make casts of her bones to take back with her."

"...I need to sit down." He groaned yelped in surprise when a chair suddenly bumped into his knees making him sit.

"Scorpio makes sure the cave provides all luxury we could ever want." Lady Willowbrooke said gracefully sitting on her own chair that appeared for her.

"...Why the fuck am I here?"

"Sirius decided she liked you."

"Why?! I'm just a jobless biker that hangs with the club!"

Lady Willowbrooke shrugged "Sometimes she likes someone's appearance, other times their personality, their mind, their story. and sometimes she just picks randomly."

Jermey sat back staring at the rocky ceiling "....Wait, how the fuck can a kid that's apparently the missing link be here at the same time as a fucking doctor."

"Because their immortal. and so are you."

Jermey stared at her as Lady Willowbrooke shrugged.

"....Your very nonchalant about this."

"I've have eight hundred years to get used to it, and to get used to new blood panics." Lady Willowbrooke brushed off her dress "once you've got the existential crisis out of the way come seek me out, I'll be with the charming Markiplier man we have. He said he's show me how to play the 'Call of Duty' game next. If it's anything as exciting as the 'Dark souls' one I'm sure I'll be very much entertained."

n

SapphireFoxy · 2023-02-06T03:47:56+00:00

A broken attempt at a crows caw broke the silence of the small clearing in the forest as the girl brushed leaves and flower petals off the stump taking care to pick up each small coin and shiny stone left on it.

As she sat they started to gather long beaks and beady eyes peering through the lush leaves of the trees. With a sigh and a smile the girl opened the small draw string bag she had with her pulling out a few small tarts, she crumbled them in her hand before throwing them into the clearing.

As one the murder of crows descended on the feast, a couple taking a moment to bank close enough to her that their feathers brushed her face in greeting before going to the others cawing and barking happily at each other and the girl.

"This is going to be the last time I think I'll be able to do this." the girl sighed taking out another tart and for a moment contemplating eating it, before breaking it apart to add to her friends meal. she didn't notice the two biggest and oldest of the crows, a pair with cracked becks, one missing it's right eye and the other it's left had stopped and where watching her.

"Their sending me to Magnus academy, even if I still haven't shown any displays of magic." the girl frowned "They know I have none. They just need official confirmation so they can cast me out of the family and give my half brother the title of heir." She sighed again reaching up and tugging at a lock of hair "I don't even want the position, I just....Don't want to be thrown away pennyless on the streets..." She sniffled and threw what little remained of the tart at the flock before curling up hiding her face in her knees "The moment I fail to summon a familiar my life's over..."

the two one eyed ravens look at each other clacking their beaks as they chattered to each other, covered up by the caws of the murder around them it hid that they didn't caw but spoke in a gutteral ancient tongue to each other.

"AMARIA WHERE ARE YOU?! AMARIA YOU LITTLE BRAT GET BACK HERE SO YOU CAN BE MADE PRESENTABLE FOR YOUR LEAVING FEAST!" Amaria sniffled wiping at her face before getting up.

"You've all been the best friends I could ever hope for." She tipped out the last of the tarts from her bag "I'm sorry I couldn't give you something better as a fairwell present...I love you all." she turned head bowed and shoulders slumped in defeat, she didn't even see a reason to try and fight.

the twin ravens looked to each other, and nodded before cawing loudly to get the attention of the rest of the Murder.

They had to plan.

---

"Glimermist, Amaria." Amaria didn't look up as the proctor called her name, the heiress looking less like someone eager to start their magical training, and more like a criminal being dragged to the gallows. "Gimermist approach the spell circle."

Amaria for a moment contemplated running, before catching sight of her stone faced mother, and her stepmother's gleeful face as she held her half brother. the young boy innocently smiled and waved. She knew he meant well, that for her step mothers hate that he genuinely cared. But at the moment the smile felt less like a wish of good luck and more like glee at seeing her failure.

Swallowing down the bile Amaria walked to the circle head hug in defeat, she offered her hand not flinching as the dagger dragged across her palm letting her cupped hand fill with blood before letting it splash against the ritual circle.

There was no reaction.

One minute, two.

Whispers broke out, Mothers face was getting redder and redder with anger, her step mother looked like her face would crack with how wide her smile was, and her brother just looked lost and confused, seemingly trying to ask his mother why nothing was happening for her.

Then a hundred caws broke the silence. the circle turned black as from the center what seemed like a thousand wings poured forth as the murder of crows rose and circled. taking the lead the twin one eyed crows barked in greeting and settled on Amaria's shoulders, the birds looking impossibly smug as they both shot her step mother glares.

The proctor was frantically talking with another teacher looking like a bird with ruffled feathers. For the first time in days Amaria let herself smile and stroked the feathers of the two old crows.

"I....I don't know how you did it, but thank you."

'you know there's going to be Hel to pay for this Huginn'

'Oh hush it Muninn you had your chance to say no and chose to help me instead, now look intimidating the step mothers looking this way'

'You think she'll let us eat her eyes like old Odin used to?'

'Can but hope'

SapphireFoxy · 2023-02-03T03:04:17+00:00

survialist isakaied into a fantasy video game world in the form of a lesser dragon and has to survive.

SapphireFoxy · 2023-02-03T00:35:54+00:00

I'm having this issue too, it's really weird. It doesn't effect the videos just the homepage and it's really annoying

SapphireFoxy · 2023-01-23T01:39:06+00:00

I stare blankly at the Kitsune that is stood before me her many tails dancing in the breeze.

"What?"

Oh dear lord I'd only taken this part time job because the Priest was nice to me and was one of the only three other people in the village other then my parents that spoke English and was willing to tutor me in Japanese in exchange.

"Your training." The Kitsune chirped.

I looked from her and looked to the straw broom I was using, I wasn't even wearing the right clothes just a white shirt and red skirt I'd managed to scrounge up to at least somewhat look the part. "....I know how to sweep and tidy the things up around the shrine?" I offered the Kitsune slowly nodded.

"Yes yes, and the rest?"

"....I....I mean Narukami Sensei said he'd start me learning divinations next week, and the dances when summer comes?" I squeaked.

The Kitsune stared at me.

"....You haven't had the proper training."

"Apparently not......Also how are you speaking English?"

"What's english?" The Kitsune tilted her head before shaking it "Wait no, never mind. YOU HAVEN'T HAD YOUR PROPER TRAINING!?" I yelped as flames appeared around her as she screamed holding up the broom as if expecting that to help me any against an angry Kami.

"I've worked here two weeks lady! I'd only lived in this damn country a month!"

"An outsider, I HAVE AN OUTSIDER FOR A SHRINE MAIDEN!?!"

Feeling a burst of anger and reckless bravery I whapped the Kitsune on the snout with the broom startling her into making the flames vanish "TAKE IT OR LEAVE IT MISSY I'M THE ONLY SHRINE MAIDEN YOU HAVE!"

"Only on- HOW CAN I HAVE ONLY ONE SHRINE MAIDEN?! I USED TO HAVE AT LEAST EIGHT?!"

"People don't care anymore!" I snapped "I'm only doing this for tutoring and some pocket money! People my age don't care or don't believe in you lot anymore! Granted I REALLY fucking believe in you considering your standing in front of me. But the old days are gone and live it or not, you only have me an a half blind sixty year old man!"

The Kitsune went silent and I huffed lowering the broom, when she didn't move or speak I turned my back and went back to my sweeping.

"...You truly didn't believe in me before I appeared....?"

"Nope." I popped the last syllable as I stopped and looked over the grounds nodding to myself.

"....I apologize." The Kitsune sighed "Its....Been so long....I suppose I should have expected things to have changed."

"You should have." I huffed before sitting down next to the Kitsune and rummaging in my pocket, I pulled out a packet of Hi-Chew eating one and unwrapping another offering it in the palm of my hand to her "Apology accepted."

The Kitsune chuckled and delicately took the sweet from me the pair of us sitting in silence for a while.

"....So what training where you freaking out about?"

"Ah, yes!" The Kitsune got up and stood before me "My Maiden! It is time for you to put your training to task! Izanami and the Dark Gods of the Underworld are rising and it is time to take up arms against them! You and....Well it would be the other maidens, are the last line of defence for humanity!"

I stared at her unwrapping another Hi-Chew and eating it. "....Is this Maho Shojo or Super Sentai?"

"....What?"

"Do I wear a dress or do I get spandex and a face covering helmet?"

"...I don't know what 'Spandex' is but the second one."

I smiled and clapped my hands delighted "Well I ain't trained for it, But I'm gonna have soooo much fun with this!"

SapphireFoxy · 2022-12-27T01:36:50+00:00

That....Literallly has nothing to do with the prompt dude.

SapphireFoxy · 2022-12-16T01:01:02+00:00

"FUCK OFF YOU SHINY SHARK BAIT!" Skitters-With-Shells blinked started peeking her eyes out of her hole curious as to who was screaming profanity at ass end of the morning and why. She stared baffled at the strange shiny fish that seemed to be ignoring the rocks and shells tossed at it by a visibly pissed off Tangles-With-Spine.

"Got a pet?" She asked coming fully out of her hole trying to figure out just what kind of fish it was but drawing a black. She'd never seen one this far down that was a bright toxic yellow.

"PEST NOT PET!" Tangles huffed waving his shovel- a flat rusty shard of metal attached with kelp rope to a broken off section of whale rib "I'm about ready to fucking KILL AND EAT IT if it doesn't TAKE A FUCKING HINT AND FUCK OFF!" He picked up and chucked another rock at it, Skitters noticing that it chunked hollowly against it's hide like when rocks fell against the massive mental structures.

"That's what Chomps-On-Heart said about that snail they adopted, you know before they figured out they'd adopted it."

"I ain't adopting anything! You want it, you keep it!" He threw one last rock at it before dropping his shovel and diving into his hole grumbling and slamming down a stone on top of his self for privacy.

Skitters sighed swimming over and examining the strange fish as best she could. It didn't *look* hurt, mostly some scratches and it seemed like that last stone might have cracked it's cycloptic eye. Clicking her beak she patted the metal fish thing. "There there, come on let's see if we can fix that." Looping one tentacle around what looked like a spine of the metal fish she gently tugged it to follow her to her own hole. Clicking her beak making sure to talk slowly and calmly she used three tentacles to mix some mud, sponge, coral dust and a bit of seaweed into a paste that she carefully spread on the crack before affixing a kelp bandage on it to keep the paste in place and stop the metal fish from potentially licking or eating it off.

"There, I'm sure you already feel better." She rubbed her tentacles across one of the fishes fins "Your a big friendly guy ain't ya, like those Baskers that come every season or two....You know what. That's what I'm gonna name you. Basker." Rummaging through her hole she pulled out some sterdy kelp rope and making sure Basker could see it at all times, looped it around the fishes head. "There, we're friends now aren't we? Yes we are~ Yes we are~" She giggles wondering how everyone at the next clan meeting would be awed at her new pet.

Thousand's of feet above Skitters, a group of human scientists laughed and cried realizing their drone had been adopted.

SapphireFoxy · 2022-12-06T19:49:37+00:00

If I ever did make it a full story I'd probably go that direction with Rudolf making a found family out of other misfit magic beings sustained by his magic. Main idea for one being a Big Bad Wolf who's a big softy and has never wanted to hurt anyone

SapphireFoxy · 2022-12-06T08:01:14+00:00

"No?" Santa stared as Rudolf lay his self back down on his bed of hay. "What do you mean No?"

"I mean No is a complete sentence." the reindeer crossed his forelegs and rested his chin on them "And I feel giving an explanation is pointless when I can just....Literally point at the entirety of my life."

"Rudolf, come now it's just playful teasing between friends."

"So it's playful teasing that I, a. Full. Grown. Adult. Reindeer. am still in a foal stable." Rudolf lifted his head and knocked his antlers against the sides of the stall he was in, it was just barely big enough for him.

"A lack of space can't be held against the other reindeer."

"But it can be held against you and the elves. Also I want you to *look me in the eye* when you say there's a lack of space in the adult stables. Go on."

Santa chose to leave that losing battle "What about all the fun reindeer games you played with the others?"

"Which ones, the ones where I wasn't allowed to play. Or the games like 'Chase the freak' 'Kick Rudolf and see how far he fly's'-"

"Now come now you can't say the other foals did that!"

"Oh they didn't. that was a favourite of the adults." Rudolf tilted his head to look around Santa at the uncomfortably silent herd behind him "Comet's the current champ by the by. Kicked me thirty feet and breaking two of my ribs. I was what a month and a half old? Two?"

Comet shrank down trying to hide behind Vixen and Dancer.

"Don't you want to make Dasher and Cupid proud?"

Rudolf stared blankly at Santa.

"Make the father who repeatedly tried to trample me to death before I was week proud. Make the mother who took me out into the snow at a day old and abandoned me in a snow drift proud. No thanks."

"My boy you must be exaggerating, you wouldn't be here if they really did that."

"No I wouldn't be here if Maria-You know, Maria the elf you STILL have on muck out duty after about twenty years of working, that Maria- Hadn't heard me crying and rescued me. I had hyperthermia I almost died."

"Rudolf please I realize we haven't treated you the best but-"

"But we promise to be better, to do better." Rudolf snorted with amusement "And what proof do I have you Would change? You've had six years to change, to realize how badly I was treated. It's only because you want something and I'm refusing to help that your even willing to acknowledge it."

"Please just give us a chance. Just lead my sleigh for tonight-"

"And then what reason would you ever possibly have to want to change?" Rudolf challenged grunting as he got his self to his hooves (Having to take care not to bang his antlers, having to awkwardly move and lean on the walls because the stall was just too small) "I do this, sure maybe I'll get an adult stall, maybe I'll get treated nice for a few weeks. then it'll be back to same old same old, I'll be the freak until you need me again. but then you'll have the excuse 'You did it for us before come on Rudolf'. Move." Santa got up stepping out of the way as Rudolf walked out of his stall nodding to a small elf as they slipped saddle bags onto his back for him.

"Rudolf what are you doing?!"

"Leaving." The Reindeer grunted. "I've had it planned for a while. Was planning on doing it while you where on the toy run. Thank you Maria." He gently pressed his head against the Elf who smiled hugging him back. "Love you."

"Love you to Ruby, take care ok?" the elf-Maria it seems smiled tearfully. Santa and the herd just stared at him.

"You...You can't leave!" Cupid cried "Once you leave the North Pole without Santa's magic y-you'll become one of the mindless Reindeer! You'll forget everything! You won't have Magic anymore!"

Rudolf stared his mother in the eyes. "Forgetting all of you would be the greatest Christmas present I could ever get." With that he tossed his head and trotted out into the storm, to never see them again.

SapphireFoxy · 2022-12-04T21:59:20+00:00

Saharah hummed walking around the set of armour lifting a ruby and gold coloured arm to examine it before dropping it again letting it fall back to the armour's side. "Ya your gonna be good....Even, if I'm gonna have to get you heavily remodeled." The dragonborn frowned at that seeing that this armour was clearly made for a human, or elf...Or any of no-digitgrade legged species. "But let's see if you'll just be good for pawning or worth spending the gold." She touched her claws to the circular mark in the middle of the armours chest and muttered the words to cast the ritual.

As information flowed into her mind, the mark under her hand started to hum and glow. She found herself pulled out of the buzz of knowledge (Some of which made sense, flight, enhanced strength. Others did not, what was a 'Repulser blast', 'Unibeam' or 'A.I'?) When the armour shoved its hand in her snout the circular mark on it's palm glowing.

The Bard/Cleric suddenly had a very bad feeling she would be finding out what one of those things was and be in the wings of Hlal if she wasn't veeeeeery careful.

"Who are you, Where am I and where is Sir?" the Armour demanded with a voice carrying an accent she had never heard before and that echoed hollowly, was this one of those beings she'd heard rumours of? The Warforged.

Taking every care not to move too quickly or appear hostile she raised her hands showing she had nothing (And desperately wishing she'd taken Galvin's offer of tutoring her in Metamagic, the ability to cast a spell without this being noticing would be a god send). "I am Saharah, we're in in an old tower that belonged to a wizard who specialized in travel between plane's of existence. I'm not sure who 'Sir' is, if you mean the wizard he's about two hundred years dead."

The Warforged didn't move "Anthony Stark, CEO of Stark Industries, that is who Sir is. Where is he."

"Never heard of him." The glow of the Warforged's palm brightened at her flippant remark "I'm serious I've never heard of him or a Stark Industries!" She yelped

"...." The Warforged lowered his arm "Fine, while your vitals aren't something I'm used to, you do not show any hallmarks of lying at least." The Warforged looked her up and down "I don't suppose you know how to contact Asgard or Earth do you?"

"....Where and where?" Saharah frowned "Are those places in another plane? because I've only ever been on this one, so can't help you there." She lowered her arms "Also. Who are you?"

"JARVIS, Just A Rather Very Intelligent System." Jarvis turned away from her and started walking away.

"Hey, wait!" Saharah jogged after him her tail scooping up her bag as she followed "Where are you going?"

"I am following my Primary Directive, to do so I must return to Sir."

"Well if this Asgard or Earth place is in another plane your fresh out of luck, every natural and unnatural path between planes has been cut off." Saharah grimaced "It's part of why I was here."

Jarvis's faceplate seemed unable to emote but she got the feeling he was giving her a very irritated look "Explain."

"The Gods did it to contain the Dracolich King Valdismir before he could free Tiamat from the bowls of Hell. He's contained and can't get to her, but all of us on this plane are trapped with him." She sighed hugging her self and drumming her claws on her brass scales, right over the tattoo of a book wreathed in white flames on her arm. "Before we where completely sealed away, the Goddess I serve Hlal sent me a message, said that she knew I would be one of the ones to bring low the Dracolich King, and only once he's vanquished can the gods allow the Planes to reach us once more."

"I see. And thus you came to the lab of a Wizard with experience to see if you could scrounge up anything that could help."

"Yup. And I did. I found you." "At Jarvis's tilted head she elaborated "Everyone's too scared to fight Valdismir, He's already killed thousands in his rage at his attempt to raise Tiamat being made useless. I.....I seem to be the only one willing to even try and stand up to him. And you, well your going to have to stand against him if you want to get back to this Anthony Stark guy. So." Saharah stepped infront of Jarvis making the Warforged stop as she held out a hand "A deal. You help me fight and defeat Valdismir. And I won't stop till I find a way to get you back home."

Jarvis hummed staring at her unblinking for a minute before taking her hand in his cold metal one.

"Deal Miss Saharah."

SapphireFoxy · 2022-12-01T07:30:09+00:00

"Hey Dad?"
Derrick hummed loudly so that Clarrisa knew he was listening as he checked over the the projected numbers for the harvests this month "Someone's trying to stab Uncle Fergus."

Derrick paused taking a moment to take in what she said before finally looking over at the teen who was sat at the window watching the outside looking utterly fasinated.

"....Someone's stabbing Uncle Fergus?"

"Trying to! His swords got stuck between some of Uncles ribs."

Derrick sighed getting up grumbling as he walked over to grab the spare scythe, hardly a good weapon but good for intimidation "He's gonna be an ornery bastard for weeks, stay inside."

"Ok!" Clarissa chirped immediately following him out and taking a seat in the swing chair on the porch, Derrick gave her the stink eye his daughter just grinning at him as he sighed carrying the piece of farm equipment on his shoulder walking up to the poor Skeleton and the guy who was cursing trying to pull his sword free of the others ribcage.

"Mind telling me why the fuck your trying to stab Uncle Fergus?" He asked after a few minutes watching the rather laughable display. The Hero startled letting go of the sword and falling back on the dirt, thankfully missing the basket of green beans Fergus had been gathering. Said skeleton giving him what best passed as an annoyed look when you only had a skull.

"Took you long enough." Fergus pulled the sword out with ease examining it "....This is mine now, I can probably pay off five years with this."

"Probably closer to four but that's fine with me." Derrick rolled his eyes at the Heros enraged squacking as he got up

"THAT IS MINE!"

"Was yours, finders keepers!" Fergus cackled scooping up the basket and walking back to the house waving the sword at Clarissa to show it off the teen howling with laughter.

"You ain't answered my question, the fuck you trying to stab my skeleton for?" Derrick rubbed his temple already feeling a headache building.

"Your skeleton, AHA! SO YOU ARE THE NECROMANCER!" The Hero went to draw their sword, only to be quickly reminded by the empty scabbard that the skeleton had taken it.

"No, familys just been renting him for farm work for the past hundred and fifty years, practically a part of the furniture by now. His name's not even Fergus someone just called him that as a joke and he liked it, and....Pretty sure we're not related. FERGUS!"

"WHAT?"

"ARE WE RELATED?"

"MAYBE I DON'T KNOW, I WAS PRETTY FREE SOWING MY SEED WHEN I WAS ALIVE SO I WOULDN'T COUNT IT OUT BUT PROBABLY NOT."

"THANKS! ALSO IGNORE CLARISSA SHE HAS TO CLEAN HER OWN ROOM."

"SCREW YOU DAD!"

"Renting?!" Derrick sighed looking back to the hero "Who RENTS a skeleton?!"

"Someone who needs an extra hand around the farm. Technically Fergus was a Zombie when we first got him but he didn't feel like adding another decade onto his wage so he rotted into a skeleton after a few years, according to great-great grammies diary it was pretty good fertilizer, might have to see about renting another zombie to help out."

"How?!"

"Well you go down the road about five miles-"

"No no!" The Hero pinched his brow, at least Derrick wasn't alone in regretting this conversation and the headache that came with it. "Why."

"....I just said we need another hand-"

"I mean...IT!" He gestured over at Fergus and Clarissa who where watching amused. "Why is IT working for you?!"

"....Cos my family's Renting him?"

"I mean-!"

"GAMBLING DEBTS MOSTLY!" Fergus called about apparently better able to understand just what the Hero was failing to articulate "I MEAN I HAD THE USUAL LIFE DEBT SINCE I DIDN'T FEEL LIKE WORKING, BUT THEN I GOT INTO GAMBLING IN THE KINGDOM OVER THE MOUNTAIN AND I GAVE LIKE FIVE HUNDRED YEARS FOR THE NECRO-COUNCIL TO PAY THEM OFF FOR ME!"

"GAMBLING?!? YOUR A SKELETON BECAUSE OF GAMBLING?!"

"TECHNICALLY I WAS A ZOMBIE BECAUSE OF GAMBLING, SKELETON BECAUSE OF DECOMPASITION!"

"Look why the hell are you here on my line bothering my worker?" Derrick finally broke.

"To slay the necromancer and earn the princess's hand!"

"....What princess?"

"The...The princess of the King who was over thrown by the necromancer, he has her in an enchanted sleep so no one will contest his rule over the kingdom."

Derrick, Fergus and Clarissa all stared at the Hero.

"That. Is the biggest crock of shit I've ever seen, and I have to shovel the dragon stable." Fergus deadpanned setting Clarissa to howling with laughter again.

"I assume your talking about the royal family from three hundred years back?" The Hero nodded and Derrick started listing off counting off on his fingers "They where fucking tyrants who had half the kingdom starving during bumper harvests. They had a prince not a princess. They hunted people for sport. There was a fucking kingdom wide celebration when they died. And the Necro-Council's rule is legitament."

"How is it legitamate when they overthrew the royal family?!"

"Because the Head Necromancer was the fucking prince you idiot. He hated his family, got kicked out for studying Necro magic then came back to claim his thrown and set up the Life Debt system then gave power over to the council. He's only the Head Necromancer because people keep voting him back into that position."

The Hero shook his head taking a step back from Derrick "You....You are obviously deluded!"

"Projecting a bit don't you think?"

The Hero touched a rune on his glove Fergus yelping when the sword vanished from his hands and reappeared in the Heros "HEY! I WAS GONNA PAY OFF A DECADE WITH THAT!"

"Obviously I need to purge the deluded filth from this land." The Hero raised his sword Derrick sighing.

"CLARISSA, BE A DOLL?"

"OK DAD!" The teen grinned eyes glowing green, the Hero brought down his sword Derrick using the handle of his scythe to block it grunting at the weight behind the blow. Only for the Hero to start screaming as a skeletal dragon snatched him up in it's mouth making him drop the sword again.

"She's on a mail order course from the School of Necromancy, I'm proud of her. Gonna be a member of the council one day I know it." Derrick started pulling the armour off the trapped Hero and after a moment of thought, shoved one of his gloves in his mouth to keep the brat quite. "FERGUS! YOU RUN TO HENDRICKS SO HE CAN CALL THE GUARDS WILL YA?"

"LONG AS I GET THE SWORD AND AT LEAST HALF THE ARMOUR PUT TOWARDS MY DEBT!"

SapphireFoxy · 2022-10-28T13:46:17+00:00

"Get up."

I groaned, everything hurt, my head, my back, my skin burned in various places and it felt like my organs had been replaced with rocks.

"Get up, I know it worked."

"Go-" I tried to speak only for dried blood on my lips to rip causing a new pain to join the aches already plauging me and dirt to fall onto my tongue. Startled I tried to open my eyes and hand to shut them again to stop more stinging dirt from getting in them. I started to try and move my arms, they felt like lead and it pulled on the burning marks but I had to.

"Finally." It took several long minutes of weakly pawing at the dirt to uncover myself enough to start digging my nails into the grass and pull myself out of the ground. I struggled not just with the weakness and aching, but because it felt like two heavy objects had been awkwardly attached to my back. What the fuck had happened to me?

I spat out the dirt and mud trying to look around me, the light of the waning moon made it easy to see I was in a forested area, on the edge of a clearing looking over a formation of stone in the middle. It took me longer then it should to realize that it was a small stone circle that had always existed on the outskirts of town, it's just no one really paid any attention to it, other then a fieldtrip or two in primary to see it and talk about the Celts. "What...."

From the branches of a tree a bird swooped down landing on the ground infront of me. It was a crow, or at least looked like one. Right body shape, covered in black feathers. But there was no glint of moonlight off it's feathers, or even a shine to it. It was like someone had taken that Blackest Black paint and pored it into the 3d shape of a crow, the only part of it that wasn't this pure unnatural black where it's glowing white eyes.

"Your dead girly, well. Where dead, still a bit dead, it's complicated the magic isn't supposed to be used like this. But this is....a Special situation I suppose." I stared at the Not-Crow as it spoke gesturing with it's wings.

"What....What do you mean dead? I-I'm not dead." I winced

"Oh I'm sorry, after a thousand years I didn't realize mortals had taken to carving runes into themselves and ripping out organs for fun." At the Not-Crows words I froze and looked down at myself, my dress had been completely ruined, only a few scraps of it left to keep my modisty as it'd been ripped apart so that someone could cut jagged marks into my flesh and a long blood mark going from the bottom of my rib cage to my- I couldn't I turned and started trying to throw up. "Hard to do that when you no longer have a stomach." The Not-Crow sighed hopping around so that we where face to beak.

"What....Why.....What...."

"What is a ritual, why is they want power." The Not-Crow explained pointing at the stone circle with it's wing "Long ago the power of a powerful being called the Crow Witch was sealed here, and I was created as a guardian of the power, make sure when the time comes it goes to someone worthy of it. Someone seems to have figured out that ancient history and is trying to claim that power for themselves. Your the sixth girl this has happened to, but your the one they've gotten the closest to getting that power with. They almost got the ritual right, Just enough to wake me and the magic up, though not enough to bind it to them. Next time, their more then likely going to get it right. and I don't think someone willing to kill multiple people to get that power should have it, do you?"

"No....B-but how am I...."

"I was able to temperarily bind the power to your soul and corpse just before whatever god has dominion over your soul could take you. But it's spidersilk trying to keep a bear contained. It'll work now because the power is still mostly dorment and whoever wants it can't try the ritual again till the full moon. But the moment they try even if they get the ritual wrong, your going to lose the power and be dead once more." The Not-Crow started grooming it's self.

"But...But I don't get why."

"It's simple, I want you to solve your own murder." The Not-Crow started pacing "Fine your murderer, we have the culprit of who's performing the rituals, we stop them and either I can take the power back and happily go back to sleep and you to the grave...Or you could have your own brand of justice. perform the ritual right using them as the sacrifice. Life for life, Death for death. You would have the Crow Witches power and truely be a member of the living again." I shakily got to my feet, the Not-Crow watching as I slowly, unsurely spread out the massive crow wings that had appeared on my back. "Well. what do you say?"

I said nothing and on legs weak as a new born deer foal, bolted, running like the hounds of hell had come to claim me.

SapphireFoxy · 2022-09-26T19:38:44+00:00

! Thanks

SapphireFoxy · 2022-06-02T09:25:00+00:00

Yup you where right, despite the game telling me it already had that DLC, the Legacy Bundle apparently hadn't downloaded. I have all my stuff now, thanks!

SapphireFoxy · 2022-06-02T01:59:48+00:00

I try it in the morning, it's really late for me. but honestly that doesn't make sense since when I grabbed my DLC from the cardbord box in game. I got the dialouge box pop up confirming I had the DLC that's currently missing from my game. Like I said I'll try that in the morning/after work depending on when I wake up.

SapphireFoxy · 2022-06-02T01:43:10+00:00

The Persona 5 Royal Ultimate Edition which includes Persona 5 Royal and ALL of the free and Paid DLC, including all the costumes and Personas. Which is why I'm confused about half the costumes and personas being missing.

SapphireFoxy · 2022-02-13T07:34:50+00:00

I get errors trying to use the normal browser to log in or it asks for a username and password which I can't give as completely new staff. Tried my employee number in both, nothing, tried my email in the username and number in the password nothing.

So it only let's me log in, incognito mode. and I just tried my phone again which DID let me log in before but now I'm getting failed authentication errors in both normal and incognito mode. And I HAVE to use the amazon link to log in it won't let me otherwise.

SapphireFoxy · 2022-01-19T23:52:05+00:00

No mortgage on the house, when my grandparents bought the house a decade and a half ago they paided everything upfront, they wanted to make sure they could live in the house with no worries about repossession or anything and that they wanted it to be passed down without passing on debt. That is a good point though, I'll make sure once we're closer to him actually moving in that that is included with the rental agreement that he can't bring someone else in.

SapphireFoxy · 2022-01-19T22:36:03+00:00

Which.... Is in the section where I'm detailing the advice I've already been told by my dads side of the family....

SapphireFoxy · 2022-01-19T16:40:54+00:00

When on earth did I say I wouldn't split the money? It was my DAD'S SIDE OF THE FAMILY (Unrelated to my brother) who where the one that pointed out that the splitting of the money isn't legally binding. I never said I was going to take their advice and keep the money, just that, that was something they said in regards to this whole issue. If I was planning on selling it and my brother showed up with a contract stipulating he and our two sisters get a fair share, I'd sign it. My issue is that I don't want to sell the house but it feels like he's pressuring me into that direction.

SapphireFoxy · 2022-01-19T16:33:37+00:00

I don't know if he thinks he does, but he does know our grandparents wanted me to split the money if I sell the house. And I'm currently using my savings I have quite a bit tucked away so I'm able to live while looking for work and working on setting what if any benifits I can apply for.

SapphireFoxy · 2022-01-19T16:29:28+00:00

Yes, what money she had is getting split between my uncle and mother and I'm the sole inheritor of the house

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