Post by Kizen Haetora on Feb 24, 2016 23:30:25 GMT -5
This is horrible She was such a kind person in the chatbox and skype. She even bothered to thread with me when I had just started here. This is a big loss and one not easily felt in this community, my condolences to her family. She was a very talented writer and her words, much like her presence will be missed.
I am so sorry Alex, I should have done a lot of things and building a story with you was something of it. But the times we shared plotting or arguing over how broken Shiki was, or some new custom spellcasting that was sure to rekt Kyousuke over skype or you pestering me to play league...
Guess what hun... I play league now. My gf got me into it (you didn't see that coming) and hey we are engaged.
Lux is op as shit. Ha.
Fuck I regret so much but I will cherish our times together.
I came in just to see how the site was doing, and then I notice this. I just...I can't believe it.
I know I've lost touch with a lot of people here, but I still care about all the friends I made here, Ally included. I just don't know what to say about this. She was incredibly amazing, and I hate that for all our technology, we still can't stop things like this from happening. It just isn't fair for such a wonderful person to be perfectly fine, then just a week or two later, she's just..gone.
Seireitei is crumbling and the Gotei is a shell of its former self. Ravaged by the plague, the surviving Shinigami struggle to maintain the balance, but with so few of them left, the work is taxing and their fortress-city has fallen to neglect. Spread thin across all fronts, their diminished presence has been noted by friend and foe alike.
The Arrancar have rebuilt Las Noches and are rallying. The throne remains empty, but self-styled Espada have risen up from among them and are vying for control, each one endlessly testing the others’ weaknesses. Too evenly matched for any one of them to claim the crown, they bide their time, waiting for the opportune moment.
On Earth, all seems well—but there is a war being fought in the shadows as the mortals find themselves lacking the protection they once had and so sorely need. The Quincy, having realized the oppressive specter of the Shinigami is no more, are flourishing, and are fighting the Hollow-breeds with renewed vigor.