Shiina

Humming a somber tune, the clicking of her heels as she skipped. A glance through a large window at a dress, perched on a mannequin. Shiina's eyes light up, as she presses her face against the glass. A lilac colored bit of frill, so nice and summer toned. That sun dress would look so good on her, wouldn't it. Or maybe it would have looked good on Ms. Aoi, it had been a while since she thought about life before. I mean the world of Aincrad was truly magnificent right. A total heaven they'd all been cast in, despite the certain death. But it had been a while since she'd even thought about l

"Of course I call her Shaniqua, she can't pick out her own name. That would be silly." The girl looks toward Hidden, a coy grin placed upon her face as she just sat there making it out like she was the crazy one. "Really? Are you sure?" with regard to the girl's name, playfully eying her with one eye closed. She begins to shovel the rest of the crayons off the fountain into the water, enjoying the sounds of the *plunk* as they touch down. Her attention gets stuck on the small bits of coin, just below the surface, that were gleaming from sunlight hitting them. Made them almos

She plucks out another one, the light from sunlight making it shine like oil. "Yep, they're like some sort of microphone. But they work better for me than anyone else. Dunno how to describe it. They just pump up what's already there. They're like back up singers, I call this one Shaniqua. She's sassy, a bit of a diva." Proceeding to color as if nothing had ever changed. Shiina shrugs "Beats me, just happens when I'm all serious freakin' beeswax. N'da you do it too, your eyeballs get all..." Shiina pauses to press both hands in balls near her eyes before yelling out "BLAM" and making her finger

"Hmm, Black Hair huh?" Shiina's eyebrows freeze with one of them raised, catching the sudden short circuit that had happened. "Did, did you break?" Waving her hand a bit in front of the woman's face. "I can see it, probably look pretty good black too, not gonna lie." Shiina stretches and plops the book down, wiggling her fingers a bit at the far edges as a couple of prism like crystals fall out of the space between her belly and the plate armor. "Whoops, I need some like medieval duct tape or somthin'" her eyes shift back the way she came, checking if she accidentally left a bread crumb trail

Press the Attack CD [2/5], Field Medic CD [1/3] The song shifts, and a wave of energy could be felt within it. Troops at the side of the exchange begin to be overcome by lethargy, falling to their knees. Shiina shifts and extends a single hand forward, her hair not following any rules of gravity and appearing as though she was underwater. A clasp of it into a fist, causes Lun'rael to almost slow down like someone put on some brake. The songstress seemed to allude to some differing personality, something significantly more serious than anything she'd ever projected. "That's more like it."

A skooch forward as her hair floundered a bit from swaying strands. "Noice." Shiina extrudes, eyeing Hidden's keen little yellow sphere in the top of a still black and white canvas. "Want a different color? Check mine out." And what the songstress shows is nothing more than some eldritch horror ball of spaghetti string strewn across a page. Not a single line was followed, and not a single shade seemed to match a damn thing. If it could, the rainbow color could easily bleed off the page and taint the rim of the fountain. "What else is in here?" she begins to scan through the book abruptly, turn

Hyperactive Fades, Hyperactive Refreshed, Press the Attack CD [1/5], Press the Attack Fades The girl's hair, now a platinum blonde, twists to look to Eruda. A somber and soft demeanor, not an ounce of concern. Extending her right hand out, she reaches toward some intangible force and sweeps from right to left. The whole of the party begins to glow a soft white, before she clutches onto some imaginary tether. A sharp jerk back to the right sees everyone's HP bars shift into a blue shade and instantly skip back to full. Without a word spoken, the girl returns to the song she'd been performi

Hyperactive Duration [2/3], Hyperactive CD [2/3] A wave of energy emanates out in an echo, a single somber out crying tone. The rings drawn upon the field bleed a further and further luminous aura, as they begin to lock into place. Gesturing to them with outstretched hands, this was her stage. Steel colored locks shift to blonde. "Phantasmal Chorus: Cry of the Ancients" her voice was adamant, different to all that would partake it. There was a serious in that small stature, one that none had ever seen. As if magnified by some unseen force, it carries. "The end is nigh, there will be nothi

► Hymn of the Battle Bard Cost: 10 SP Post Action Energy cost: 5 EN Requirements: Rank 5 [Performer], Rank 5 [Leadership] Effect: The user may 'craft' a song in combat, using the same table from the performer table without the use of materials. The result is instantly treated as [Mass], and the User's choice of either Debuff/Support type. This effect however is treated as if it were a skill, as such do not conflict with existing consumable effects. Description: A song, an anthem of battle produced within the wake of conflict, is that much more refined. Some may wave a sword, oth

A twist of her head with an eye over her shoulder, an innocent cascade of rather short hair across her forehead. Her dome cocked to the side like a puppy, the girl was embarrassed or something. Right. "OK." She scoops a handful of the newfound utensils from the counter and the shopkeeper begins to lean and speak, "Wait you need to p..." Instinctually, he takes a fist full of col tossed at him like hail. It was more than enough, excluding the assault. "Tank yah Kindly, Bye now... MAKE MOAR." Shiina extrudes sliding out of the building with a still tugging handful of Hidden latched to her collar

Rally Refreshed, Hyperactive Duration [1/3], Hyperactive CD [1/3] A few tapping steps into the soot, a tremble that seemed to follow her with a tone that bled from her. She scampers into the circle of Firm Anima members beginning to form up, sliding in behind them. A raise of her hands sees the ring that had been following her shift to a sapphire blue, as she raises hooked fingers as if pulling strings from the ground beneath her. "We stand against you...jerks." she giggles as there was a pulse of energy along that symbol, making the runes spin and seem to lock into place. "Enduring Melod

Rally CD [2/3] Shiina looks on as Simmone tears total ass away in an instant, the chorus in a ring beneath the entire group as it grew. It was disrupting the very foundation and causing it to shake and crack, her voice carried for what seemed like a mile. A chipper and almost sinister grin draws itself on the girls mouth. "You, get swole!" Shiina extrudes with a sudden snapping gesture of her hands forward, clenching her fists as if latching to some unseen strings. A sharp tug down and back over her right shoulder, before making a motion like a batter in a cage swinging at baseballs. "Con

A glance up to Simmone as she started to impale some dude that was dumb enough to walk into the circle drawn upon the floor. "Woah, this is totally bumping up to 11!" Shiina squeals, before extending her hands out to her sides. The ring begins to glow and shifts into a soft purple, drawing more runic like sigils into the floor. Then the girl began to sing, and weapons across this field of conflict begin to charge with an insurmountable light. "Give me something to write about team, Battlefield Overture: Dramatic Encore." As the words are recited and music begins to play, the ground shutters an

"But these are candles, I wanted the cakes they go on." Shiina exhumed before being pressed into the building, into a weird library of wax. "It smells alot in here." The songstress spoke as she fumbled into the joint, picking up one bright blue one and twisting it over in her hand. The candle maker immediately flinches the moment she fumbles with the glassware, plucking it out of the air as it almost finds the floor. "You just sell candles?" Shiina asked, messing with the shelving, seeing if anything POPPED out at her. It was here that an epiphany struck. "Wait, dude can you like make a handfu

"Yep, but we kinda do different things. Really, I just kinda do my own thing, and they bug me when they need some extra juice. I MAKE PEOPLE JUICED." Shiina expressed without a care. Noticing another one of those moody outbreaks, and yet it didn't seem to matter any. "You should totally try it some time, it's like the eyeball part of a giant bee. One of these times, we should totally go sledding. As long as we don't yeet off that cliff, the sled might break or whatever." Scooching off the bench and looking back at the platter, but one golden apple left upon it. "Meh, you take it. I'ma go

"Bruh, you gotta get out more, music is da bomb." Wiggling, as if unbothered completely by the breakdown of what it was supposed to be. A soft hand rakes across a flower stuck in the womans hair, as she fiddled with her menu. Snapping away once, she turned to face Shiina again, who starts to whistle as if she wasn't doing anything. "Neat." Shiina eyeballs the coin and in that instant something clicked. "Sundered Spire." she just drops on the floor like a handful of loose change, after all she was O&I, and it was kinda their whole thing as of late. "Those nerds seem to pop up everywher

"Not my fault, how was I supposed to know that it was holding up errythin'. He had the weirdest undies, though." Shiina recalled taking another soft scrunch of apple that melds well into an awaiting gullet. "Music is life dawg, everything can be expressed in music. It also does things, POWAFUL Things." Shiina begins to explain, fluttering her arms around and waving a candied apple around like a wand before stealing another bite. "I'm like dunno, like 19 or whatever now, what's the point of counting anymore. Psh, don't matter none." Waving feet from the edge of where she sat, like a pendulum be

Humming a soft tune, seemingly unfazed by the droning masses of hostiles that oozed over the countryside. Huge stones and a multitude of lights adorning blades, this was going to make an excellent story. A ruffle of her armor sees her look up to Simmone. "I got it..." She limply responds as the woman begins to correct her plates, cheeks puffing up and a few flapping hands. "I wonder what song will be the best for this." A head slides into the space, and she plucks out a few crystals in both hands like hand grenades. That tone begins to build, as she tests multiple notes under her breath as Sim

A twist of her head sees a bit of steel blue hair pour past her ear, that side's eye wide open while the other is squinted shut with a scrunch of her nose. "I don't get you, lady." The songstress looks down to the platter littered with treats, save the one obvious absent spot. "That dude." She gestures toward a place that no longer had a stall, it was gone... That red head dude musta packed up and left town. "Huh...weird." Shiina taps an extended index finger to her chin, sliding some rather skinny fingers around a risen dowel. Waving it rather precariously in a way that threatens to get stuck

8/23/21 Moved to Guild Vault

8/23/21 Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 198345 CD: 9 +1 LD: 17 Rare (Mast) - 10 (+5 Ambition) 2 198346 CD: 6 +1 LD: 8 Rare - 10 (+5 Ambition)

Shiina shutters, and she can almost swear she hears a bird coo. A shrug moments later, she wasn't one to dwell on such things. Especially when there were cupcakes to be had. Onto the warp pad and a flash of light tears her little ass straight to Coral, in the midafternoon sun was rather scarce. Slinking into the marketplace where a number of stalls that produce goods still housed. She wanders the thoroughfare with arms folded behind her back and a chip in her step. A soft and musical whistle sees a soft rumble beneath her like a tremor. A voice to be reckoned. "That one." Shiina beckons w

A dark, sickly thing just peels into Shiina's shadow, taking solace within it. The girl was none the wiser and couldn't be bothered to care. "Well that blows, then I am going to Coral. This city is dirty and smells like feet." she waddles out the newly opened gate once the rattling of a spinning wheel on chains stops. A few clattering of her heels before she twists her head, looking over her left shoulder. "You're following me?" Shiina jokes, before her eyes narrow a bit. "You ain't going to get any cupcakes first, I'ma eat them all to MYSELF." there was the strangest emphasis on that last wor

A hearty shake of her hand, even with it latched on super tight. This girl is a weirdo... Shiina thought to herself. "Who book boi? Nope, probably doesn't even know where I am." Shiina offered a quirky dismissal grin, fiddling with Hidden's clasped on grip to see how many strange shapes they could take tied together like a knot. "I'ma go and get something to eat, you uh... can be weird with these ass clowns." Her eyes scan the crowd of the coliseum, who up until now had been all but silent. But once the Rhino had fell, they had taken to an uproar. Wiggling her hand free and just starting to st

The color in her hair fades as her eyes shut and silence takes hold, the colors in the ground seem to escape and fizzle out. A rather soft and angelic appearance, her hands clasped to her chest. Her eyes spring open, and she fumbles over to Hidden rather abruptly. "Totally brutal, this is going to make a great song." she yelped as she ripped up a thumb to her chest, her offhand sporting a position on her left hip in a pose. "I'm Shiina!" one of her arms pop out in front of her as she extends it toward the chicka that was her comrade, compatriot, part of this dynamic duo that had destroyed the